I love when we sleep together. Not sex, but actual sleep. I’m curled up behind you with my arm draped over your body and my chin in the nape of your neck or vice versa. Maybe sometimes we’ll sleep facing each other with our lips almost touching. My arm is draped over your body and yours is over my neck with our legs intertwined. Sometimes I just want this type of intimacy because it makes me feel safe when I’m with you. It shows that we are beyond the physical attraction.
-Amour Connoiseur (via amourconnoisseur)
I have launched myself from tall places and hoped no one would catch me.
I have ended relationships because suddenly I was also exposed,
but isolation is not safety, it is death.
If no one knows you’re alive, you aren’t.
-Neil Hilborn, This is Not The End of The World (via mangupti)
We emotionally manipulated each other until we thought it was love.
-Warsan Shire, “34 Excuses For Why We Failed at Love” (via epikhi)
(Source: larmoyante, via chilldaays)
He told me
he was afraid of
on his body.
-Michelle K., Commitment (via stay-ocean-minded)