I want to know you moved and breathed in the same world with me.– F. Scott Fitzgerald
i love finding strings of your dark-black hair tucked in between the sheets of my bed linens. as if you left them there purposefully, for me to find later as a treat- a sweet memory- proving your existence here that night. laying naked, warming one another’s body’s with our friction and passion: cooling each other with every bead of sweat that drizzled from our crevices.
sacramento sanctuaries.– I love to ride my bike past the Muslim Mosque on T & 4th, hearing the prayers echoing, as if they were riding down the block with me- seeing all the shoes left at the door- beautiful coloured rugs scattered across the cement- and old men roaming into the gates with their prayer beads in hand. ...
i think we’re just going to have to be secretly in love and leave it at...– Margot tenebaum
acosmist - One who believes that nothing exists paralian - A person who lives near the sea aureate - Pertaining to the fancy or flowery words used by poets dwale - To wander about deliriously sabaism - The worship of stars dysphoria - An unwell feeling aubade - A love song which is sung at dawn eumoirous - Happiness due to being honest and wholesome mimp - To speak in a prissy manner, usually...
You will find that it is necessary to let things go; simply for the reason that...– C. JoyBell C. (via bonnietsang)
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.– The Great Gatsby