do you ever use a pen and you’re just blown away by how smoothly it glides across the page and how the ink flows out so beautifully like tears of jesus or something
Some people must experience the world in a more exciting way than I do
“She talked a lot when she was nervous,” he said, “and it took her five months to kiss me back.”
“One day I was talking about something, about politics or the news perhaps, and she kisses me, out of the blue; she presses her lips up against mine and she doesn’t move.”
“And I had to have her then,” he said, “while her hands were quivering like a sparrow, and she looked at me like she couldn’t quite catch her breath.”
“I had to have her tawny brown eyes and ridiculously smudged eyeliner and shaky knees. I had to have her anxious ramblings and the way she covered her eyes when she was embarrassed. I had to have all of it.”
“Funny,” he said, “how one kiss could have brought all that out. I wanted everything in that moment; I could have had anything, and I loved her for it.”
S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #127// I think this was the way we loved (via blossomfully)
“you’re so full of yourself” no i had a lot of insecurites and a low self esteem which i worked extremely hard to overcome and now i realize that im awesome and i dont care if you think otherwise
