There are two ways to reach me: by way of kisses or by way of the imagination. But there is a hierarchy: the kisses alone don’t work.

Anaïs Nin, Henry And June (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)

veinsu:

"We cut and kill flowers because we think they’re beautiful. We cut and kill ourselves because we think we’re not."

You weren’t the first page of
My book, But since coming
Into it, I’d be damned if you
Weren’t on every page, In
Every sentence, Until the very
Last word.

Gabriel Kawczynski  (via cityandcolourblind)

(Source: thewordsyouhear)

I don’t want sex, I want the things that lead up to it. The slow kissing then the passionate kissing, then the pulling closer, the neck kisses, the grabbing, biting, heavy breathing, grinding, the pauses while you catch your breath, feeling each other. Oh my.

Then sex.

Unknown  (via elauxe)

(Source: lxttleone)

The first draft is fraught with difficulty. It’s like giving birth, very painful, but after that taking care of and playing with the baby is full of joy.

Julian Barnes (via writersbloqinc)

Don’t sacrifice yourself too much, because if you sacrifice too much there’s nothing else you can give and nobody will care for you.

― Karl Lagerfeld (via psych-quotes)