"Find someone who will bite your neck and make you scream and then afterwards hand you a beer and eat pizza with you in bed. I think that’s what matters. Someone you can hangout with after making your body shake. That’s real."
"I hope missing me isn’t
something you get over.
Maybe that’s selfish, but
I’m just afraid you’ll realize
how small I am compared
to the whole world. I hope
you have all the adventure
you need, but that you’re
still excited to come back
to me at the end of it."
- anne, long distance (via anneisrestless)
"I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of."
-

Charles Bukowski 

Everything you love is here

(via lovequotesrus)

(Source: kitty-en-classe, via lovequotesrus)

"When sex becomes a production or performance that is when it loses its value. Be mutual. Be loud. Be clumsy. Make noises, be quiet, and make a mess. Bite, scratch, push, pull, hold, thrust. Remove pressure from the moment. Love the moment. Embrace it. Enjoy your body; enjoy your partners’ body. Produce sweat, be natural, entice your senses, give into pleasure. Bump heads, miss when you kiss, laugh when it happens. Speak words, speak with your body, speak to their soul. Touch their skin, kiss their goose bumps, and play with their hair. Scream, beg, whimper, sigh, let your toes curl, lose yourself. Chase your breath; keep the lights on, watch their eyes when they explode. Forget worrying about extra skin, sizes of parts and things that are meaningless. Save the expectations, take each second as it comes. Smear your make up, mess up your hair, rid your masculinity, and lose your ego. Detonate together, collapse together, and melt into each other."
"Slowly he slipped his touch
Down her bare skin
And watched in pure delight
As she started to tremble"

visionaria:

And adjusting to the pace and bustle, the hour and the teeming rain. I’m tired and I want you inside me, in every hole, every crevice, and every corner of my mind.
-Visionaria

luxedeluxure:

Im most romantic at the darkest hours of the night
At 3 4 5 am
When it’s the most quiet
You’ll see my most pure self
After a day exhausting my control
My guard is softened
As the harshness washes away
I speak more freely
Feel more passionately
Softer sweeter…

(via bunnyrabbitcottontail)