I Can Almost Hear Your Voice Still

"I just wanted to tell you that you are so lovely, a wonderful addition to my life.. you are a gorgeous soul rocking the universe on its axis. You are like a sunrise, so glorious to witness.. such a beautiful heart and soul within you, and I just don't know what I would do without your wondrous light. Such beauty, such perfection to behold.. and if nobody told you today, you are loved and precious and beautiful."

is 3 fingers too much

sexual history does not define purity. i have seen pure. it is my friend silently moving things so her blind girlfriend doesn’t have to grope around for them. it is the seven year old student i had who learned how to sign “want to play” so he could talk to his deaf neighbor. it is the morning i woke up to find my dog and two cats all sleeping next to each other. it is in small beautiful moments: holding someone’s hand so they can work through a panic attack, giving someone a smooth rock from the ocean, a little boy being a princess, the look on a child’s face the first time they read a book on their own from start to finish. pure is paying for someone’s coffee, is giving up time for soup kitchens, is staying up late to help a friend work through things. it’s saying “yes, i’ll help,” even when you’re dead tired and you need help yourself. 

“Sometimes suffering is just suffering. It doesn’t make you stronger. It doesn’t build character. It only hurts.”

what's your type ?

i knew i was in love when i said "thank you for putting up with me" and he said "when you say putting up with you it doesnt feel right. i dont know how to explain it. but im not putting up with you. im building with you."