Tired and Torn

satankittyz:

in desperate need of physical affection

AMEN<3

AMEN<3

Kiss me—full on the mouth! Yes! For your love is better than wine, headier than your aromatic oils. The syllables of your name murmur like a meadow brook. No wonder everyone loves to say your name!

(‭Song of Solomon‬ ‭1‬:‭2-3‬ MSG)

how can something so perfect be so terrifying…

scifantasy:

blunk182:

DATING TIP: Hold the door for your date. Rip the door off its hinges. Use the door as a weapon to fight off other men. Establish dominance.

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I will bring you flowers from the mountains, bluebells,
dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses.
I want to do with you
what spring does with the cherry trees.

Pablo Neruda, “Every Day You Play” (via edensamuelsgarden)

SHITTTTT

i shouldn’t be jealous
but it’s just that
parts of you come alive
at the mere mention of her name
that my entire being
cannot awaken;
and every time
you smile like that,
i swear -
a butterfly dies
inside my chest.
m.v., i wish you could admit what i can see. (via findingwordsforthoughts)