maniacal laughter

so i think i really like you

really…

i know it isn’t love it’s

sort of like a really-really-like-you type of thing

and i can go days without kissing you or thinking of kissing

you and then

i really feel that i need to, like

the pressing of my lips against yours takes

me elsewhere than here

and i really really like that feeling

it is otherwordly, and supernatural

and powerful and etherial all at the same time

and not.**

*please note I didn’t write this, but I definitely have felt this way before

**the rest of the poem is here

Oh how I’ve been here…sort of…*deep heavy sigh*

52hearts:

it’s a back and forth thing, transitioning from girl to friend to girlfriend to let’s-just-pretend-it’s-only-for-physical-satisfaction to this-is-the-end — and then you hit repeat, and we backtrack our steps and try to sidestep this mess we’ve created by reinstating it’s nothing, it’s nothing — we’re just giving into our needs, not realizing how dangerously we’re living, not realizing how much we’re risking every time we dance underneath these rumpled sheets. deep down, i long to learn to turn away from this pattern of recycling the past, but i worry i won’t ever get there and still hold onto whatever we could be — for however long it will last.

This weather…thpppppppppppppppt…to this weather.  I just wanted to see dude tonight, but the roads are yuck b/c of the weather.  We’ve got beef weather, me and you…we’ve got beef.

resunsaysdope:

Hate’s a strong word…so people say…

I’ve never “hated” a person…

I’ve hated “things” and “situations” though….

I don’t tell people I hate them, hate is such a strong word to me.  I tell them I don’t like them.  When my BFF pisses me off I tell him I don’t like him right now and he knows when I say that it’s serious business.

I wonder if I would be less of a wreck and more mellow if I smoked?

I kinda feel like I need someone to talk to…fuck it, I’m gon go color.

Someone who doesn’t always want sex when we cuddle.

(via achoiceinthematter)

From a blog post that’s over a year old.  I do still feel this way sometimes.  I think it does come with age.

“…I’m realizing more and more that I’m less interested in sex for the sake of sex and more interested in the intimacy of having sex with someone that I have an emotional connection to.”  Yeah, that’s kind of how I’m starting to feel.  There are days when sometimes all I want to do is the dirty, but there seem to be a lot more days where I want to be held and cuddled and wake up next to someone I connect with and then do the dirty.  Does that come with age?