Spread Legs, Not Lies

Stephanie. 21. ₪ ø lll ·o.
United Kingdom.

There are no words to describe how terribly in love with my boyfriend I am. It hurts to even think about what my life would be without him. He has saved me. He makes me smile when all I want to do is hide my face and cry. He keeps me sane and he looks after me no matter what. He is absolutely perfect. He has my entire heart. He is my best friend, my soul mate, the absolute love of my life.

I have bad days and I get really sad. But, I am happy.
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It’s not about the kissing, holding hands, the dates, the sex, and showing off. It’s about being with someone who makes you happy in a way that no one else can. It’s about being with someone who accepts you and your weirdness. It’s about being yourself around them and they can be their self around you.

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Isnt it amazing how beautiful people are. Like just look at anyone and study them and their features and how their lips tort and eyes glisten and how their hair falls or sticks or lays. How their eyebrows flex and the way their arms fold, how expressive their hands are. The way their body moves and how their chest rises and falls so subtley with their pulse. People are beautiful even if we dont find them attractive. The fact that they’re a living being is unbelievably magnificent.

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“I want you to feel something when you hear my name.”

poisuun (via poisuun)

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I think the best part of being a woman is the sexual security that we have. I mean like even a straight woman could know that she’s not interested in women, but she can still sit on another girl’s lap and hold her hand and maybe even kiss her if they were that close. If two guys even make eye contact with each other they have to screech “NO HOMO” at the top of their lungs to make sure everybody knows that they are not gay. 

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“I’d like to destroy you a few times in bed.”

Ernest Hemingway, The Snows of Kilimanjaro.   (via canifuckyounow)

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