When sex becomes a production or performance that is when it loses its value. Be mutual. Be loud. Be clumsy. Make noises, be quiet, and make a mess. Bite, scratch, push, pull, hold, thrust. Remove pressure from the moment. Love the moment. Embrace it. Enjoy your body; enjoy your partners’ body. Produce sweat, be natural, entice your senses, give into pleasure. Bump heads, miss when you kiss, laugh when it happens. Speak words, speak with your body, speak to their soul. Touch their skin, kiss their goose bumps, and play with their hair. Scream, beg, whimper, sigh, let your toes curl, lose yourself. Chase your breath; keep the lights on, watch their eyes when they explode. Forget worrying about extra skin, sizes of parts and things that are meaningless. Save the expectations, take each second as it comes. Smear your make up, mess up your hair, rid your masculinity, and lose your ego. Detonate together, collapse together, and melt into each other.
I love this so much. Only real lovers can be silly.
(Source: onedirtydiamond, via shiningthelightontheoverlooked)
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افتح فمك فقط إن كان ما ستقوله أجمل من الصمت
Open your mouth only if what you are going to say is more beautiful than silence.
Arabic Proverb (via bl-ossomed)
this is beautiful (via mysthic)
1 day ago // 52,200 notes
They say the sun shines for all, but-a in some peoples world it never shine at all.
Just finished reading An Abundance of Katherines and I have to say I hated it. It was a fucking struggle to get through. I reread the same sentences a million times because I just kept thinking how terrible this book was. Disappointed.
2 days ago // 0 notes
here He spoke,
"My love for you is bigger than even this."
(Source: athenagracee, via only-do-what-makes-you-happy)