Being told I have the best taste in music is like the best compliment you could give me

(via lame-waves)

"I want to dig my teeth into your neck.
I want to watch your head fall back as I bite harder.
All I need is a little taste of your skin to be addicted.
I’ll pin you down and feel your heartbeat vibrate from under me.
I’ll push down harder as I suck your neck.
You’ll start to squirm and I’ll guide your hands down my back.
Dig your nails into me baby and I’ll dig my teeth into you.
Don’t be gentle with me I like it rough.
Hurt me enough to feel you even after you’re gone.

"I wonder how biology can explain the physical pain you feel in your chest when all you want to do is be with someone."

"And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in."

Jane Austen, from Sense and Sensibility (Penguin Classics, 2003)

(via the-absentpresence)


I want to write loveletters with the tip of my tongue on your skin