sea, set me free

let’s talk about the universe and make out

i love my solitude but i was meant to be a lover

“I can’t carry it for you, but I can carry you,” is one of the rawest lines in all of fiction and it pierces me like a blade every time I hear it

She’s like warm days, sunshine, honey and love.

this has definite imodna energy

I really like the word “smitten”. because at first glance you just think of sappy lovey-dovey stuff but also you have to remember this is a word that’s born of the word “smite.” a devastating word. a word that, summarized, means stricken. smitten means stricken as well — struck with devastating affection.

gently guiding her through a crowd by having my hand rest on her lower back >>>