relive every fucking shitty thing that has happened to me and force myself to deal with it. realize that it’s a PART OF MY HISTORY AND NOT TO PLAY THE VICTIM ANYMORE DAMN IT

"Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or her skirt or tangled up in her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like you want to take her dancing. Like you want to spin her into an open arena and watch her look at you like you’re the brightest thing she’s ever seen. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her stupid. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name in answer."
Azra.T “this is how you keep her”
"If you want to learn what someone fears losing, watch what they photograph."


Oh japan


Church/La Purísima dam/flooded in 1979/El Zangarro, Guanajuato, Mexico


We’ve seen a lot of those photos of people leading their significant others by the hand around the world, and thought they were beautiful. Tonight, after a difficult night and a few tears, I led my significant other to bed for the night to finally sleep, and she captured it in the same way.

We might not be going on an adventure around the world right now, but I will sleep beside you every night. We will go on adventures one day.


This looks damn heavenly.


do you ever just crave someone’s presence? like you would literally be happy just sitting next to them. it could be completely silent and it would just be magical to be there with them.