v-day special (edible bra set/pure fucking for hours/any position goes/adventure time/vegetarian meal/sing me a song/rose/candles/acre of the moon/over dressed/content)
When you think about me i want you to really think
about me. does my suit me? what does my voice
sound like? what might i order in a restaurant? what
would it be like to spend five hours in a car with me?
what am i really looking for?
And I saw you on the back street looking round for that little more, so I came along
Boyfriend.
then i thought if i wanted to be happy, why couldn't i be? it was only me that was stopping myself from being completely content and i can say i have never been happier.
Cant wait to get gagged, handcuffed & fucked tonight. we are very romantic like that.
Happy valentines.
She was tired of scaring people away
with her quick words of praise
and her over-affection.
She couldn’t help it.
She loved too quickly and too easily.
with her quick words of praise
and her over-affection.
She couldn’t help it.
She loved too quickly and too easily.
“I just think that people are so weird about nudity and the human body. Sex is not bad, naked bodies are not bad and naked bodies don’t always have to be connected to sex.”
Emily Browning
Emily Browning
“let’s be honest we’re all just here for the attention, we all crave it. That's why i think we are able to move on so quickly because we are just dying for affection. I am just happy at the moment to not be that girl.”
You were by far
the most beautiful mistake
I ever made.
please don’t take it the wrong way
the most beautiful mistake
I ever made.
please don’t take it the wrong way
She’s a frizzy,freckled,
sunflower of a girl
with a smile for every occasion.
Hold on tight;
she doesn't stay in one place
for very long.
with a smile for every occasion.
Hold on tight;
she doesn't stay in one place
for very long.
“In all these years, you never believed I loved you. And I did. I did so much. I did love you. I even loved your hate and your hardness.”
Tennessee Williams, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof
Tennessee Williams, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof
come to think of it
i’m entirely sure
where i lost myself
maybe it was in those 8 hours
of class time
lost in notes and due dates
equations and definitions
in the beds of strangers or
old friends who i no longer
know the whereabouts of
was it in love lost or forgotten?
perhaps words and friendly exchanges
greetings and goodbyes.
did i loose myself somewhere
along those roads driven on
late nights
to places with people whose
faces i won’t ever recall?
did i leave myself behind
in books, shows or in the cinema?
at lonely coffee shops?
or crowed concert halls?
or maybe it was in the ticking of clocks
and the counting of time
waiting for better times
that never came
come to think of it
i’m not entirely sure i lost myself
i’m not entirely sure i ever had myself
maybe all these places
are where i found myself.
“First I cried for him and then I cried for me, haunted by the ghost of the girl I used to be.”
Kimya Dawson
I may not have been sure about what really did interest me, but I was absolutely sure about what didn't.
BEEN THERE, DONE THAT
at least, kind of
“But sometimes, we just have to be happy with what people can offer us. Even if it’s not what we want, at least it’s something. You know?”
Sarah Dessen, Lock and Key
Sarah Dessen, Lock and Key
“never push a loyal person to the point where they no longer care.”
Unknown
L.I.F.E.S - I.N.S.T.R.U.C.T.I.O.N.S
1. Have a firm handshake
2. Look people in the eye
3. Keep secrets
4. Never give up on anybody
5. Be the most positive person you know
6. Marry only for love
7. Once in a while take the scenic route
One day,you’ll breathe more steadily.Because one day, I’ll love you more readily.And one day,you’ll be the happiest you’ve ever been with me.
They have no idea what it’s like to seek safety in other people
for home to be wherever you lay your head. I was always an unusual girl.
“A year later, I came to understand that it wasn't love that I was feeling for him I had someone else to obsess over.I was older. I was very mature.”
I’m uncomfortable with compliments but the way you state them as fact like the truth makes me slip out of the cage I’ve built myself.
On a bathroom wall I wrote, “I’d rather argue with you than to be with someone else” (else, else, else, else, else) I took a piss and dismiss it like, “Fuck it” and I went and found somebody else (else, else, else, else, else) Fuck arguing or harvesting the feelings, yo, I’d rather be by my fucking self (self, self, self, self, self) Til about 2am and I call back and I hang up and I start to blame myself. Somebody help
Closure. The unattainable goal. In my personal experience the closest I’ve come to getting it is through massive amounts of hate sex. But that’s just me
“You have to go through it, or else it’s unresolved. And then you’re like, “Coulda, shoulda, woulda?” And I like to say, “I'm going to mourn over it, and it’s never going to come back.” Then you move on.”
thing for everyone’ (i.e. you), doubt will still creep in over time. On those long winter nights you’ll lie there in your cold single bed, staring up at your cheap light fittings thinking, ‘what if I can never get it back? What if I can never trick/persuade/force anyone to love/kiss/fuck me, EVER AGAIN?’ I’m not going to lie to you, you are going to suffer – you’ll be more miserable than a member of the XX at a funeral – but you need not suffer alone
Was my friend right? Are we supposed to get over an ex in a slow painful way or should we just ignore all the bad feelings and throw our selves back into the game? In a world where leaving each other seems to be more frequent - WHAT ARE THE BREAK UP RULES? # 1st break up rule: Lie. It’s a lot more easier than admitting you still have feelings for him. # 2nd break up rule: Make no contact, especially no FACEBOOK stalking…maybe try deleting his number because you know you will regret those embarrassing drunken texts you sent him last-night # 3rd break up rule: Never admit defeat, because then he would have won…don’t avoid the places where you and him hang out because he would have won again. Just live the life you did before he was in it. # And finally the last break up rule: The most IMPORTANT BREAK UP RULE, no matter who broke your heart or how long it takes to heal for the love of god you will never get through it with-out your friends.
I really don’t give a fuck about anything any more, especially not sexually
frustrated little bitch ass men who can’t spell simple words correctly
dye your hair, get a coffee, blast some Stones, talk to him, talk to her, grow your hair, neglect all, fall in love, kill yourself, eat some food, drive too fast, to the woods, the
city, talk too fast, live too fast, i don’t know
city, talk too fast, live too fast, i don’t know
I hate talking about my feelings. I hate talking about my “relationship.” I known I'm a chick and chicks are supposed to be all emotional, but I'm not. I don’t like it one bit. I particularly don’t like asking a guy where the relationship is going or how he feels about me. Ew. It should be natural and easy and obvious. So I guess if I have to start thinking and planning and devising all sorts of ways to find out what kind of situation I'm in, I'm probably not in that good of a situation. Shit. But wait. Starting a new relationship is terrifying. We are all old enough to have experienced or witnessed the triage of broken romance. We know that if there has been a beginning to a relationship, there has been, if we are still out there dating, always an end to the relationship. And the endings always suck. Who wants to be that crazy girl who needs to know exactly what is going on the minute she meets a guy? You want to be the cool girl - the girl who knows how to hang out and not be all demanding. That’s who I always wanted to be. That’s who I always was. The thing about that cool girl is that she still gets her feelings hurt. She still has reactions to how she's being treated. She still hopes he’ll call, wonders when she’ll get to see him again, and if he’s excited about being with her. I hate that. Maybe this is just me, because my priorities have changed as I've gotten older. But now I don’t want to be”sort of dating” someone. I don’t want to be kinder hanging out” with someone. I don’t want to spend a lot of energy suppressing all my feelings so I appear uninvolved. I want to be involved. I want to be sleeping with someone I know I’ll see again.
"If you tell the truth you don’t have to remember anything."
“Sex with someone you like is a lot better than with someone you don’t, but both can be fun.” At the time this made sense to me. I made it my unspoken motto for years. Then, after having a bunch of meaningless sex with idiots, I suddenly realized that I sort of hated myself, and that the thought of anyone touching me made my body recoil in horror. I realized that it was wrong, and that sex with someone you don’t like is actually depressing and essentially pointless.”
SLUTEVER
SLUTEVER
The bitch has probably blown three guys already and fucked one guy just to stay at his place after a night out and you worrying about time limits? Get the fuck outta here with that arbitrary rules for dating shit son. That shit only exists in romantic comedies and women’s stand-up material……bitch shit.
“How long after breaking up with a long term girlfriend is it OK to get your fuck on with someone else? (possibly an ex-ex girlfriend, maybe a yummy mummy from your ends).”
I have the libido of a 15-year-old boy. My sex drive is so high.
I can only hope every moment was real. one just can’t love alone, cause that is what causes thunderstorms and gingerbread houses to collapse. so this is where I end, for a while. though your words haven’t graced our walls in sometime now, ill explore the forest and leave candy kisses as a trail to where ill lead, but eventually the markings with disappear and so will my dotted back and smile. I believe that we are after the same rainbows end, my huckleberry friend. I have loved you. I will love you. there are no more words.
huckleberrybambi
I'm telling you, you don’t want to fall for me. You don’t even wanna be with me. I’d make a terrible girlfriend. I'm horrible at keeping in touch with people; I’d forget to call. I change my mind way too much and I love going out with friends; I can’t settle. I've fallen in love and had my heart broken, more than once by the same boy. I lost the pieces so don’t bother trying to put them back together, I’d never cheat on you but I’d make you worry. You don’t want to fall for me, but I'm falling for you. And if it’s okay with you, I want to change all those things about me, just to be with you.
“I just sent this to my dad by mistake: Hey you, I can’t wait to see you. Shaving Forrest Gump tonight. We must celebrate. Dad and Dan are too close in my phone contacts. Oh the fucking shame.”
Technology made it easy for us to stay in touch while keeping a distance, ‘till we just stayed distant and never touched. Now all we do is text too much.
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Don’t think I can take another rejection, it’s too painful. I need to stop talking to you like your still huge part of my life, I need to stop thinking it’s okay to just text how are you or to see what your up to. I need to stop thinking that your just going to wake up and think you can’t live with out me any-more because it’s not going to happen, I have kind of accepted that.
What if we just acknowledge that we have a screwed up relationship and we stick it out anyway? We accept that we fight a lot, and we hardly have sex any more, but that we don’t want to live without each other. And that way we can spend out lives together, miserable, but happy not to be apart.
I try to talk to you, but I don’t know what to say. I am afraid you don’t want me to say anything. So I don’t. But inside of me there are words waiting to come out. And tell you how I feel-like how I miss you. And I know how I need you in my life even if I just talk to you once a week. And especially how much I want you. But those words may forever stay in my heart-locked inside. Sometimes I wonder if there are words locked inside you too… but I’ll never know.
I’D RATHER BE PISSED OFF THAN PISSED ON.
She’s the girl that believes that what comes around goes around. The one that hopes for a better day. The one that won’t give up on you. She’s the girl that’s unlike the rest. The one that spent her day smiling, and her night crying. She’s the girl that would love to be loved. The one that looks so damn strong, but feels so weak. She’s the girl that picks herself up every time she falls.
“The more you know who you are and what you want, the less you let things upset you.”
And happy endings are few and far between. So that’s why we need movies to reminds us that despite it all love can still spring in the most unlikely places.
So trust me when I say if a guy is treating you like he doesn't give a shit, he genuinely doesn't give a shit. “ I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time Ill give it right back one of these days, if I don’t meet you no more in this world then Ill meet ya on the next one and don’t be late
I'm waiting for someone to blow me away. someone who’s willing to put whatever I'm willing to put to the table. anyone can find someone for the sake of finding someone to only in the end completely regret it. I don’t want no regrets, no lessons learned, and no end. I'm done with playing the games I seem to always lose at. can someone be for real? I pinky promise the same
‘why is it that's there's something about you that I fucking love and I don't know what is it but when I see you your just fucking I duno lovelyyy i guess but i really wana photograph you just pretty much perfect is what you are girl’
Jake
Ultimately, I’m looking for someone I can talk to about anything and everything, who I don’t have to filter myself around, someone I can cry in front of or tell my biggest fears or most embarrassing secrets, someone who I know isn’t judging me, and who, in return, will open up to me. There’s plenty that goes on in my head that I don’t share with even my closest friends; as revealing as I may be about my sex life, I’m actually fairly private about quite a bit. It’s rare to find someone I can truly let go with, but that’s what I want in the future: someone who lets me be me.
So high I see in five dimensional shapes. So high I have reds in my eyes, fire ablaze, dilating my pupils. So high I have cotton mouth, can’t feel the blood gushing out my lips from my teeth, which have dug so far into the skin that it’s breaking my tissue. So high I can’t tell my actions from my mistakes. So high my feet feel like bricks and my head like a ton. So high that a minute feels like a day and an hour feels like a year. So high I forget how to breathe..
M A R Y- J A N E
M A R Y- J A N E
"Lust tastes like tequila and love tastes like whiskey. Love burns for longer and warms you up on the inside and sometimes it makes you do stupid things. Tequila just makes you wasted.
