Walk with the dreamers, the believers, the courageous, the cheerful, the planners, the doers. The succesful people with their heads in the clouds and their feet on the ground.
I don’t want sex, I want the things that lead up to it. The slow kissing then the passionate kissing, then the pulling closer, the neck kisses, the grabbing, biting, heavy breathing, grinding, the pauses while you catch your breath, feeling each other. Oh my.
— Unknown (via nephelopsia)
I need someone who
Sees the fire in my eyes and
wants to play with it.
— Haiku by l.s.f. (via fawun)
Do not fall in love with people like me.
I will take you to
museums, and parks, and monuments,
and kiss you in every beautiful
place, so that you can
never go back to them
without tasting me
like blood in your mouth.
I will destroy you in the most
beautiful way possible.
And when I leave
you will finally understand,
why storms are named after people.
— Unknown (via always-yours-always)
Have sex. Have dirty, raunchy sex. Have sex in the bed, on the counter, in the car, in the bathroom. Have it everywhere. Have passionate love making sex. Fuck. Go slow. Gaze into their eyes. Learn every curve and bump on their body. Learn what makes them quiver. Learn what makes them cum the hardest. Feel their body and fall back in love with them. Just have sex.
— (via stayy0ungandwild)
Talk sense to a fool and he calls you foolish.
— Euripides, Bacchae (via thatkindofwoman)