"Books are finite, sexual encounters are finite, but the desire to read and to fuck is infinite; it surpasses our own deaths, our fears, our hopes for peace."
- Roberto Bolaño  (via fruitygal)

(Source: bookporn, via escapeexpectations)

"I was on fire
and you used me
to light your cigarette"
- dulldrops  (via nakedvibe)

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What would it be like to kiss you?

Have you ever watched a sunset, then woke up early the next morning to see it rise? It’s still the same sun, but you’re looking at it in a different light. And it is so beautiful.

Have you ever just stopped along the beach, and watched the waves lap up against your feet? Your skin was untouched by that water until that very moment. Cleansed now with salty water and such, it’s still the same skin.

Have you ever watched the way she blankly stares? Sometimes you’ll catch her lost in thought, silently staring into nothing. When she snaps out of the trance, she’s the same person, but for a moment she was no one. Just a lost thought.

I think kissing you would be all of these things. I will look at things in a new light, because there will be so much to smile about. I will have been cleansed with an innocent kiss, the taste of you on my lips. And in that moment, of our lips pressed together, we are no one. We are two souls, joined together by this one magical moment.

Oh, how I cannot wait to kiss you.



be there or 


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