I’m Tired, Can’t Think Of Anything And Want Only To Lay My Face In Your Lap, Feel Your Hand On My

I think people should do whatever they want to do. That’s the point. Why should you care what other people think or say? You’re not living in their pocket.

Francesca Annis (via wnq-movies)

Need to remember this.

#santa #innocence

Looking for Santa in the Chimney

Taken around 1900, this professional photo is entitled “Where Santa Lives.” [ Original: Santa in the Chimney 1900 ]

I’m not really so hard & cynical after all — in fact I’m still dangerously soft.

Tennessee Williams, Notebooks (via wordsnquotes)

I am sick of walls and closed doors; constraints and restraint. Of blocked paths, land mines, and pitfalls. I want to make my own decisions without outside influences, for bad or for good.

Nefariousumlaut (via wnq-writers)

I at this point!

#feminist

Try wearing my shoes today. Notice how they’re not quite your size? That makes it a little harder to walk, doesn’t it?

sonyasbestfriend (via wnq-writers)

Yes!

Why is it so bad to want someone to love you? To crave you. To hold you. To want you. Why is that so bad?

r-eminiscers  (via wordsnquotes)

Not bad at all

Sex is not a goddamn performance. Sex should feel as natural as drinking water. It should not require confidence. Sex should happen, because the moment is ripe. Ripening lips, ripening labia, ripening cock, ripening pupils, ripening state of being. Ripe and augmented and brimming. Your energy goes to your pumping heart, then to every external nerve, then to theirs, on fire. You bask, roll, play in it. You sigh, moan, laugh. It’s not about being good in bed. It’s about being happy. One should never worry if they’re doing it correctly. Sex is not factual. I don’t want your cookie-cutter sex, I don’t want your meticulously crafted, calculated, fool-proof fuck. I don’t want a show. I want you. Let your instincts, urges and whims define that. It’s enough. What do most girls like? Forget about it. Statistics are meaningless when there’s only one. Hello, here’s me. Here’s you. Don’t worry about taking it too slow. We got time. We got infinite rhythms, combinations, possibilities. Explore each fuck. Take our time. We can do a different one later. Don’t worry about making me come. I’m here. Right where I want to be. I am overwhelmed by wanting; you don’t have to convince me. I want you because I like you. So don’t put on a front. Don’t taint this. I’m frustrated—it’s just authenticity I want. It’s originality. It’s passion. It’s joy. Don’t say that something I like is ugly. Don’t compare yourself to the rest. You will live and die with and within your experiences like everyone else. If someone thinks you are amazing, they are not wrong. Their universe is as real as any other; it is forged through perception. I don’t care if you accidentally slammed my head into the wall, if you slipped out, if my arm cracked, if the delightful pressure of your wet lips on my anything made a silly sound. There is no right way and no wrong way.Good in bed. What? You’re good in my bed. I’m pleased you’re there. I feel it suits you. Shove your technique. Let your memory swallow it. Fuck me like you’d fuck me, fuck me like you feel. This isn’t a test.

Unknown (via wordsnquotes)

You make me happy when skies are grey. You’ll never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don’t take my sunshine away…

Pine Ridge Boys, “You Are My Sunshine”  (via wordsnquotes)

Reality #unicef #refugees #sudan #children

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