Tired and Torn


in desperate need of physical affection



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…



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.


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)


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)