it bothers me that Kansas and Arkansas are not pronounced the same
I’m from the UK and I have been pronouncing Arkansas as Ar-Kansas my whole life
For all my non-american friends, Arkansas is pronounced ark-an-saw
I am not an easy person to love. Some days I will whisper how beautiful you are while planting gentle kisses all over your body. You will giggle and try to fight me off and in that moment my heart will have never felt so light.
But other days when my mind is a storm cloud threatening to explode, I will be a bundle of emotions that I cannot quite keep contained. I will be cold, distant, and you will look at me like I am not the same person you fell in love with.
I am a broken light switch. My moods flicker without anyone flipping me on and off. I wake up each morning and wonder which me you will encounter that day. I always hope it is the one who makes you want to stick around.
I am not easy to love. But what I need you to understand is that whether there is a war raging inside of my mind or I am the kind person that you adore, I will always love you.
I will love you in the morning. I will love you when you cry. I will love you when I am angry. I will love you when you’re being stubborn. I will love you when I don’t even love myself. I will love you.
I know that there will be days when you want to give up on me but I am asking you, please don’t. You see, you are the only one who has been able to settle the storm inside of me before I even realize it is surfacing.
I am not easy to love but I promise that I will always put up a fight. And I will love you no matter which me my light switch flips on that day."
wow.. I couldn’t have put this any better, it resonates a lot to me. (via spilled-the-wine)
ambivalentspoon, THIS. Please don’t give up on me.
ambivalentspoon, we can sleep here when we fly to Neverland :)
Untitled on We Heart It
I want to kiss you. I want to take your face in my hands and pull your lips to mine. I want to push in to your body with so much passion that it leaves you breathless. I want to taste you. I want to run my hands through the back of your hair and down to your waist. I want to feel your heartbeat against mine. I want to overwhelm you with my kiss. I want to lightly bite your lip after pressing against it. Soft. Hard. Back to soft. Back to hard. I want to feel you smile against my lips. I want to feel your skin beneath my fingertips. I want to kiss you with such intensity that once we finish, you’re left gasping, eyes closed, lips still moving in rhythm. I want to show you how much I want you.
The perfect cuddling couch.
That is not a couch. That is a nest, and I want one.
ugh give me
this thing is the best thing ever