Intimacy is not who you let touch your genitalia. Intimacy is who you text at 3am about your dreams and fears. Intimacy is giving someone your attention, when ten other people are asking for it. Intimacy is the person always in the back of your mind, no matter how distracted you are.
(via atmosthetic)

(Source: queerkaitlin)

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Send me a color

kiss-my-asari:

calibore:

Scarlet - I like you.

Teal - I’d date you.

Red - I love you

Pink - I could stay on your tumblr the whole day.

Yellow - You’re amazing.

Purple - I miss you.

Blue - I want to meet you.

Lilac - You’re cool.

Brown - I don’t like you.

Green - I like your tumblr.

Black - I hate you

White - Delete your tumblr.

Lavender - give me your mortal soul/skype

Give me a color and I’ll send you one back!

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Dear Karen,

That’s how it starts. I’ve been thinking about Us. Us with a capital U. The story of Us. How the fuck do I sum it up? Has it been perfect? Hardly. Any story with me at the centre of it will never be anything less than a big, smiling mess. But here’s what I know for sure - our time in the sun has been a thing of absolute fucking beauty.

The nightmares, the hangovers, the fucking and the punching… the gorgeous shimmering insanity of this city of ours… where for years I woke up, fucked up, said I was sorry, passed out and did it all over again. As a writer, I’m a sucker for happy endings. The guy gets the girl, she saves him from himself, fade to fucking black. As a guy who loves a girl, I realise there’s no such thing. There’s no sunset — there’s just now, and there’s just the two of us. Which can be scary fucking ugly sometimes.

But if you close your eyes and listen for the whisper of your heart… if you simply keep trying, and never, ever give up… no matter how many times you get it wrong. Until the beginning and end blur into something called until we meet again…

And that’s it, I didn’t know how to finish it, because it’s not over, it’ll never be over. As long as there’s you, and there’s me, and there’s hope, and grace.

- Hank Moody

(via desperateluffas)

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helterrsk3lter:

I just want somebody to love me as much as Hank loves Karen.

helterrsk3lter:

I just want somebody to love me as much as Hank loves Karen.

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autumnsunset:

sorry to interrupt you with the cutest thing you will ever see 

autumnsunset:

sorry to interrupt you with the cutest thing you will ever see 

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  • Me: WHO THE FUCK TOOK MY oh there it is

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