quickienewyork:

We didn’t sleep all night.

It was hot, but we found our bodies touching over and over again, each time lasting longer than the time before. She pulled away when I caressed her arm, and I rolled over when her knee slid too high up my thigh. Early in the morning I watched, not feeling connected to…

Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you’ll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.
Pablo Neruda (via feellng)
lipstick-lesbian:

worldfam0us:

Luci | WF

♀♡♀
Maybe the two of us had become
so good at leaving once we’d found
something worth keeping we did
not know how to stay.
Beau Taplin || pros in the art of leaving.  (via afadthatlastsforever)
I don’t want just words. If that’s all you have for me, you’d better go.
F. Scott Fitzgerald (via feellng)
And love is a word used
too much and
much
too soon.
Charles Bukowski. (via wickedgaamees)
You will never feel,
not for a single moment,
that I don’t love you.
How far would you go
to show me I’m worth loving?
What is stopping you?
Curl your fingers now,
and introduce them to mine,
they’ve been so lonely.