“Making love was never about you and me in a bed.
We made love whenever we held hands.”

—Iain S. Thomas (via hellanne)

“I missed him so much that I had physical sensations of loss, all over my body. Like one minute I was missing an arm, the next my spleen. It was making me feel sick, like throwing up.”

—Augusten Burroughs (via hellanne)

“If you and I were to be
like apple pie and ice cream
on a warm fall day
melting together
with no resistance or constraints
that would be okay with me.”

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