coexisting

v1rginheart:

love, lay me down under grass & sunlight, and touch me [right here] and here and here, where the ache & hurt have gone to nest. [(now again)] my fingers will find yours. tangle & sweeten the air, and the birds will cry [for] us alone.

sappho, fragment 83

lovemeinluxuryslap:

Sometimes it’s important for me to remind myself of my rarity. My voice, how I think, the way I care, my aura, my conversation can NOT be replicated.

aspiritualwarrior:

When you start to know someone, all their physical characteristics start to disappear. You begin to dwell in their energy, recognize the scent of their skin. You see only the essence of the person, not the shell. That’s why you can’t fall in love with beauty. You can lust after it, be infatuated by it, want to own it. You can love it with your eyes and your body but not your heart. And that’s why, when you really connect with a person’s inner self, any physical imperfections disappear, become irrelevant.

— Lisa Unger

touching-exos-butts:

chilewithcarnage:

madeofwhitebone:

accaraharaa:

Sometimes I have a hard time believing the love of my life isn’t on tumblr

agentdate:

in another hundred years people are gonna go search for the titans wreckage in a boat called the tit

elodieunderglass:

somethingusefulfromflorida:

kedreeva:

kedreeva:

Happy winter solstice! The light begins to return tomorrow!!

Happy summer solstice! The dark begins to return tomorrow!!

This post is applicable in both hemispheres on both solstices!

If you struggle to apply the post correctly try rotating it upside down.

nightedparadise:

I wanna be someone’s comfort person. their go to. their favorite. the person they wanna grow with and heal with. 

sehnsuchtnachmirselbst:

free-my-mindd:

Is your heart okay?

no

tboyswag420:

predstrogen:

tboyswag420:

predstrogen:

can my body stop making noises id appreciate some fucking silence without my stomach being loud as shit

this is me when i blow my load and it starts making the squeaking noise

thank you for your input the world is full of wonder

NOSE I MEANT NOSE. I BLOW MY NOSE AND IT MAKES WEIRD NOISES

rozovii:

wvterways:

i will no longer be embarrassed i will no longer be a victim of insecurity i will no longer plague my mind with worries i exist i am allowed to exist i am allowed to take up space i will not let others dictate my experience i will live i will live i will live

favorite image edit ive ever made. thought it fits here :)