This one is for old time sakes. Where do i even begin? Reviewing my past tumblr entries, i wish i could say that i changed. My mentality has evolved but my emotions stay consistent. In all actuality, i have changed. The once promiscuous girl has been tamed. She is locked in a cage. I have fallen deeply and desperately in love. I wish to be with no one else, but due to the circumstance that i have put myself in, i guess i can say the outcome was predictable. Have taken my ex-bestfriends love of her life turning him into mine, sneaking behind her back, then for him to be juggling us both left me in distrust towards him. Should of seen that one coming. Because of my emotional stance with myself, i believe no mortal being can love me. He does, or i myself am ping-ponging that idea. I believe he does but then again my emotions attempt to trick me into believing otherwise. Am I crazy? Mad?

Other than that, I have obtained a love that melts my soul and leaves me weak. Those beautiful eyes that stare at me bring me to a world of happiness where the most ugliest beastly living beings appear to be as beautiful as the morning sky when the sun first rises. At the very touch of his hands makes my nerves jump and my heart to beat faster. I never knew a being could touch the immaculate line of perfection. This is exactly what i want. I am eternally grateful for this gift i have been given. I love every single inch of the god-sculpted person you are, i promise i will in every attempt to give you every happiness this world has to offer to repay you for everything you have given me

I want to reminisce on this one day, remember the love i felt. The laughs, the cries, the intimate moments that i wish i could freeze time and spend forever in them. When i look back to this very piece of writing remember that i am happy. Happiness finally found me and in the future, if i am not, i promise you that happiness finds its way.

-S.

Apparently orgasm is the only point where your mind becomes completely empty—you think of nothing for that second. That’s why it’s so compelling—it’s a tiny taste of death. Your mind is void—you have nothing in your head save white light.
Jeff Buckley  (via ShugarSkull)

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