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Absolutely

There is no greater purpose

For me

Than to feel you…

… trembling in anticipation

Of my touch

To make you long

for my kiss

To Make your body burn

To lay beside me

Most of all

To give you reason

to be the reason

for your smile.

~Dark Stranger©

“Hard to sit here and be close to you, and not kiss you.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

giving love to trauma survivors whose trauma made them harder, detached and insensitive.

giving love to trauma survivors whose trauma made them friendlier, more open and loud.

giving love to trauma survivors whose trauma made them paranoid and aggressive.

giving love to trauma survivors whose trauma made them kinder, softer and more sensitive.

giving love to trauma survivors whose trauma made them lose guilt, shame, or empathy.

giving love to trauma survivors whose trauma made them gain more guilt, shame, or empathy.

you are all valid.

“I plant roots so deeply in the people I love that I always lose a piece of myself when they go.”

— Beau Taplin (via surqrised)

A list of winter aesthetics

Holding hands under blankets

Listening to old songs and letting them carry you to an another time

Owning a journal and filling it with your favourite moments of the season so you won't forget about them because they will become moments from your past one day so they are important

Picking up a random book from your dusty shelf and daring to finish it

Covering yourself with tones of clothes from head to toe

Sleepovers with friends

Having lunch dates with friends in their car while the rain is pouring outside

Hydrating and moisturizing

Drawing symbols on the windows covered with humidity

Spending your free time napping or getting cozy under your blankets while watching your favorite movie

Making handmade cards then sending them to your dearest people

Rescuing stray cats and giving them shelter

Romanticizing your life by thinking that everything you do is worth the care and admiration

Reading, reading and reading

Going to art exhibitions of artists you've never heard of

Long walks alone or with your friends and making up back stories for people you see on the street

Waking up early than usual when the world is still asleep

Listening to some playlists made by strangers on the internet

The agreeable warmth of your cocoa cup between your hands

Feeling the delicate coldness of the snowflakes on your skin

“You never forget. It must be somewhere inside of you. Even if the brain has forgotten, perhaps the teeth remember. Or the fingers.”

— Neil Gaiman