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“I am not the whiskey you want, I am the water you need.”

— Rupi Kaur

The best place I have found to cry

is in the shower

You become one with the water

It drinks your tears faster than they come

You don’t feel them

You only feel what’s necessary

Your sorrow

Your grief

The shower envelopes you

Hugs you

Holds you

In it’s also

Tearful embrace

Dara Louisa Karadag

Smart little dude

how much scarier would a frog be if it ran instead of hopped .. u just hear plat plat plat plat coming towards u and u look down and it’s a frog going at full speed

“The saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad. You know, when sad tries to bite its lip and not cry, and smile and say, “No I’m happy for you”? That’s when it’s really sad.”

— John Mayer (via thoughtkick)

Imagine someone’s voice reducing your stress

"I like your name"

Thanks you wanna moan it?

slow tongue kissing

After all this time, she realized it was his darkness she desired. The beast within. That, was her darkest desire.

Spooning that turns into fingering that turns into sex pls thank u

i dont know who needs to hear this, but your relationship shouldn’t drain you

“Love isn’t something you have to deserve.”

— Jennifer Echols / Such a Rush

I want to be…

I want to be your beginning at your end. I want to be your light in your darkness. I want to be your foothold in your falls. I want to be your everything in your nothingness. I want to be your cry in your silence. I want to be your joy in your sadness. I want to be your memory in your longing. I want to be your food in your hunger. I want to be your handkerchief in your tears. I want to be your guide in your path. I want to be your sweet taste in your bitterness. I want to be your water in your thirst. I want to be your company in your loneliness. I want to be your freedom in your limits. I want to be your mountain in your valley. I want to be your reflection in your mirror. I want to be your image in your mind. I want to be your rest in your fatigue. I want to be your hope in your distrust. I want to be your cure in your wounds. I want to be your resurrection in your death. I simply want to be your being, here and in the afterlife…

-Ousía Poética Creative Commons (cc)

Quiero ser…

Quiero ser tu principio al final. Quiero ser tu luz en tu oscuridad. Quiero ser tu punto de apoyo en tus caídas. Quiero ser tu todo en tu nada. Quiero ser tu grito en tu silencio. Quiero ser tu alegría en tu tristeza. Quiero ser tu recuerdo en tu anhelo. Quiero ser tu comida en tu hambre. Quiero ser tu pañuelo en tus lágrimas. Quiero ser tu guía en tu camino. Quiero ser tu dulce sabor en tu amargura. Quiero ser tu agua en tu sed. Quiero ser tu compañía en tu soledad. Quiero ser tu libertad en tus límites. Quiero ser tu montaña en tu valle. Quiero ser tu reflejo en tu espejo. Quiero ser tu imagen en tu mente. Quiero ser tu descanso en tu fatiga. Quiero ser tu esperanza en tu desconfianza. Quiero ser tu cura en tus heridas. Quiero ser tu resurrección en tu muerte. Simplemente Quiero Ser Tu Ser Aquí y en el más allá…

-Ousía Poética

you gotta moan and tell her nasty little things right into her ears in between kisses when you fuck her.

EXERCISE FOR PEOPLE OVER 40:

Begin with a 5-lb potato bag in each hand, extend your arms straight out from your sides and hold them there as long as you can. Each day you'll find that you can hold this position for just a bit longer.

After a couple of weeks, move up to 10-lb potato bags.

Then try 50-lb potato bags and then eventually try to get to where you can lift a 100-lb potato bag in each hand . (I'm at this level.)

After you feel confident at that level, put a potato in each bag.

Ibuku bali by: E.Hardy

Magical spaces, inspired by nature. Experiential bamboo architecture and design for commercial and residential projects in Bali and around the world.

© ibukubali

“You don’t need a rich Man, you need a Man who can give you happiness. ♡”

—

“He drew his hand slowly up her arm. He watched the gooseflesh form on her shoulders. He leaned down and kissed her prickled flesh, sending fire coursing through her veins.”

-sjc

“Yes, you make me throb with desire. But you also make my soul long for your embrace.”

-sjc