mixedpale.
Art lover, Aquarius, Eternally Tired
like a river flows surely to the sea
darling so it goes
some things are meant to be
take my hand, take my whole life too
for i can’t help falling in love with you
Can’t Help Falling In Love With You (Cover) - Fleet Foxes
"Shall I stay?
Would it be a sin?
But I can’t help falling in love with you…”
Wedding song AF
I am a firm believer that rough sex and cuddling go hand in hand.
My health professor told my class that in the late 70s he’d asked his class to raise their hand if they were a feminist. Every single person, guys included, raised their hand. It was simple, of course they believed women should be equal to men.
When he asked the same question 30 years later, a few girls raised their hands while the rest didn’t move. The term feminism had been polluted. Although the students still believed in equality of the sexes, using the term feminist was “taking it a bit too far”.
Please educate the people around you about the true meaning of the word feminism. Let’s erase all of the misconceptions surrounding feminism. NEVER BE ASHAMED TO CALL YOURSELF A FEMINIST. Happy International Women’s Day!
thank you for this!!!!!
I want to spend October with you, because it’s
my favorite month and happens during my
favorite season. I wish we could aimlessly
walk around a forest and with each leaf that
falls from the branches above, we fall a little
more for each other too. While hand in hand
we can crave the smell of warm coffee and
cinnamon muffins on a chilly morning, we
could feel the autumn breeze brush against
our skin and the goose bumps we get, we
won’t be able to tell if it’s from touching each
other’s skin or from the wind being too cool.
When we lay in bed you’d have the hardest
time moving an inch away from me, because
I’d want to be skin to skin every minute.
These lonely summer nights without you make
me crave the fall, and crave the season of
death in the hopes that maybe this loneliness
would die too, and you’d appear by my side.
I can’t tell if I love the night too dearly, or
hate it too passionately. I think I’d adore
it if I got to sleep next to you every evening,
and I think that I’d enjoy the sunset more
watching it hit your face than actually
seeing it say goodnight. I just crave to
spend time with you, I do.
MY GIRLFRIEND IS SLEEPING NEXT TO ME AND SHE ROLLED OVER AND WAS FEELING AROUND THE BED SO I STUCK MY HAND OUT AND SHE GRABBED IT AND SHES HOLDING MY HAND WHILE SLEEPING SHES SO CUTE FUUCK
We could never design a building as beautiful as the trees.
“She lives the poetry she cannot write.”
— Oscar Wilde
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