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I had a description, then I decided that you're all smart people and the blog's pretty self-explanatory.

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okthoba:

Exist with me. Take my hand and explore, learn and live. Together lets find ourselves. You are you, and I am me; and being with you brings that to life, so, so much more. 

"   I think about your thighs,” she wrote in the second letter, “and the warm, moist smell of your skin in the morning, and the tiny eyelash in each corner of your eye that I always notice when you first roll over to look at me. I don’t know why you are better and more beautiful than anybody else. I don’t know why your body is something I can’t stop thinking about, why those little flaws and ridges on your back are lovely to me or why the pale soft bottoms of your New Jersey feet that always wore shoes are more poignant than any other feet, but they are. I thought I would have more time to chart your body, to map its poles, its contours and terrains, its inner regions, both temperate and torrid - a whole topography of skin and muscle and bone. I didn’t tell you, but I imagined a lifetime as your cartographer, years of exploration and discovery that would keep changing the look of my map. It would always need to be redrawn and reconfigured to keep up with you. I’m sure I’ve missed things, Bill, or forgotten them, because half the time I’ve been wandering around your body blind drunk with happiness. There are still places I haven’t seen.   "
Siri Hustvedt, What I Loved  (via a-sensible-heart)

(Source: passade, via okthoba)

Anonymous: People use the term falling in love, I agree, its a fall and theres lots of types of falling; tripping, taking a leap of faith, being pushed, pushing and being taken with. But I think true love is more like pulling on a string, if you pull to hard the string rips, if you pull to soft it doesn't move, but when you pull just right that string slowly unravels the heart, that sweater you wear around it opens up and becomes then mine. That's my plan, pull me.-Your Someday Man to Someday Wonderful

kvtes:

Ugh, this is a painfully wonderful thought. I hope this is how it happens. It’s what I need.

pmon3y69:

drdawg:

my friend Pete literally makes me cry with his snap stories

this is me, i am pete, love me 

(via momwrecker)