it’s hard 2 be sad about ur body when you think of it as a landscape. you don’t criticise a mountain for being too big, or a valley for being too winding, and no one ever complains about the vastness of the sea. u are part of the earth and u are so beautiful friends.
the more sexual and inappropriate you are with me the better we’ll get along
i dont even sleep anymore i just die for a couple hours each day
(Source: , via homocidol)
I will only let you touch me
if your hands are so full of intention that every brush of your palms feels like you writing a novel on my skin.
that shitty feeling when you wanna go out & be social, but once you’re out, all you wanna do is be back at home