Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love’s ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

The Prophet, Kahlil Gibran (via liltinysoprano)


Reblogged for Caitlin!

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Still did not get to cuddle anyone today…alas…

  September 01, 2014 at 12:37am

five sets of two hands, fingers spread wide
my best friend lying next to me squeaks out
“never have I ever masturbated”
a chortle and a shrug between the boys as they flick down their obligatory fingers
and I can’t help but feel a twinge in my stomach as my pinky follows suit
the silence in the room is thick and grey and suddenly sliced by
yes really.
have you ever experienced fun?

I pull away a hair caught in my scarlet lipstick
in my reflection I see my table mate from english class
behind me she blinks twice and scoffs
“who are you trying to impress?”
the bathroom door is closed behind her before I can ask
the last time she did something to impress herself.

before a trip to the mall
one of my friends spends two hours
perfecting her bronzer
and choosing the perfect pair of shoes
the other rubs in dry shampoo
and is out the door in less than five minutes
they are two of the most beautiful girls I’ve ever seen.

my father calls me beautiful through a mouthful of popcorn
as I pour a glass of milk to accompany my now third piece of leftover birthday cake
he plants a kiss on my cheek and I grin as I wipe it away.

she asks me what to do to start loving herself
and I send her away to my full length mirror
and demand to only speak to her
when she’s found something to adore
the way I did with my knobby knees
and tiger-striped hips
and big square teeth
fifteen minutes go by
and she finally points to the freckles on her nose
splits into a grin
the one that makes everyone weak in the knees
and I watch the lightbulb go off above her head
as she realizes
it’s never been her job to hate her body

i tell my sister she looks cute today
and the look on her boyfriend’s face
when she blurts out “damn right I do!”
is priceless.

I used to worry that I’d never find someone who loved me at all
and now my biggest fear
is finding someone who can adore me as much as I’ve come to.

seven thoughts on self love that came to me before I got my driver’s license (llb)

I will never stop reblogging this.

I have consumed so many breakfast tacos this week, I think I’m going to turn into a breakfast taco

  August 31, 2014 at 04:20pm

(via liltinysoprano)




The Sombrero Network; 2010

Starring Jesús Eisenbargo, Andrés Garfiez and Julián Timbertiano

I reblogged it for the lulz.  Also because my DVD of The Social Network is getting here tomorrow, and the school post office better be open so I can get it, dammit!

  August 31, 2014 at 03:19pm via skew

Today I really just want to cuddle and make out with somebody, is that too much to ask?

  August 31, 2014 at 03:12pm

5 Tips To Fuck Good ›

oh god I can’t even

  August 30, 2014 at 04:10pm

I hope they ask about me & I hope you tell them you fucked up.

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