You Looked Me With Such Tenderness Behind Your Eyes That I Fought The Urge To Run So Much My Hands Trembled.

Suddenly you’re ripped into being alive. And life is pain, and life is suffering, and life is horror, but my god you’re alive and it’s spectacular.

Joseph Campbell (via wordsnquotes)

Life

You make me happy when skies are grey. You’ll never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don’t take my sunshine away…

Pine Ridge Boys, “You Are My Sunshine”  (via wordsnquotes)

writing it down is the easy part, it’s saying it aloud that gets me every time.

heroffbeatinfinity (via wnq-writers)

Hard to speak.

11 Messages Of Female Empowerment From Women In Hollywood

person: I got this really cool internship/job. What are you doing this summer?

me: the best I can

Sex is not a goddamn performance. Sex should feel as natural as drinking water. It should not require confidence. Sex should happen, because the moment is ripe. Ripening lips, ripening labia, ripening cock, ripening pupils, ripening state of being. Ripe and augmented and brimming. Your energy goes to your pumping heart, then to every external nerve, then to theirs, on fire. You bask, roll, play in it. You sigh, moan, laugh. It’s not about being good in bed. It’s about being happy. One should never worry if they’re doing it correctly. Sex is not factual. I don’t want your cookie-cutter sex, I don’t want your meticulously crafted, calculated, fool-proof fuck. I don’t want a show. I want you. Let your instincts, urges and whims define that. It’s enough. What do most girls like? Forget about it. Statistics are meaningless when there’s only one. Hello, here’s me. Here’s you. Don’t worry about taking it too slow. We got time. We got infinite rhythms, combinations, possibilities. Explore each fuck. Take our time. We can do a different one later. Don’t worry about making me come. I’m here. Right where I want to be. I am overwhelmed by wanting; you don’t have to convince me. I want you because I like you. So don’t put on a front. Don’t taint this. I’m frustrated—it’s just authenticity I want. It’s originality. It’s passion. It’s joy. Don’t say that something I like is ugly. Don’t compare yourself to the rest. You will live and die with and within your experiences like everyone else. If someone thinks you are amazing, they are not wrong. Their universe is as real as any other; it is forged through perception. I don’t care if you accidentally slammed my head into the wall, if you slipped out, if my arm cracked, if the delightful pressure of your wet lips on my anything made a silly sound. There is no right way and no wrong way.Good in bed. What? You’re good in my bed. I’m pleased you’re there. I feel it suits you. Shove your technique. Let your memory swallow it. Fuck me like you’d fuck me, fuck me like you feel. This isn’t a test.

Unknown (via wordsnquotes)

Peaky Blinders

I’ve always put your happiness before mine and maybe that’s why I’m sad. I’ve put everyone’s happiness before mine expecting someone to do the same and no one ever did.

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One day someone will.

One day I will forgive you; until then there are scabs everywhere that you have touched me.

Salvador Plascencia, The People of Paper (via wordsnquotes)

I missed your presence the same way I missed that picture on my wall. Something just wasn’t right about that nail sticking out of the wall, nothing hanging from it. Sometimes I forgot about it, but whenever I looked at that nail I used to feel the heavy absence of what was once there. Until another picture took its place.

i-write-to-voice-my-demons, The Missing Picture  (via wordsnquotes)