“And then I felt sad because I realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can’t ever be fixed, and this is something nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older as you see the people in your life break one by one. You wonder when your turn is going to be, or if it’s already happened.”—Douglas Coupland, Life After God (via 13neighbors)
“As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t. Time solves most things. And what time can’t solve, you have to solve yourself.”—Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance (via kikikurt)
“We’re walking down the street, your right hand in my left. You stop and look at me. You ask me if I still think about her and the truth is, I do. I know that I will always love her but I don’t tell you that. She’s been gone for a year now and you’ve been here to see the mess she left behind. I don’t want your love to fix me, it could never. She tore me down in ways you’ll never be able to but you too, have had me in ways she only would have wished of. I wasn’t ever deserving of her, that’s what I told myself everyday she was gone, everyday until it stopped hurting and it never gets any easier. I was a coward. I was deserving of her, as much as she was of me. I didn’t think love was something to cross oceans for but it is. I know that now. I also know that there will be days when I don’t think I’m deserving of you, but I’ve learned. I won’t leave you empty handed because I think that’s what love looks like, love doesn’t look like that. I know this much. I do think of her and yes, of course I love her but I need you to know that I love you too.”— letters to her // thewordsyouneverunderstood (via thewordsyouneverunderstood)
I’m attracted to intelligence. Not the book smart type of intelligence. I could care less whether you’ve gone to college or how much money you make because of it. I like intelligent conversations that make me think even hours after it’s ended. I soak up words from radical minds.
So i need that kinda sex where we’re both in so much need for being touched. That dirty talking kind and pullin my hair and tellin me what to do kinda sex. Where we’re both shivering with anticipation of whats to come next. That kind where you scream “Just fucking fuck me dammit” kinda sex. I need to be controlled kinda sex.