When sex becomes a production or performance that is when it loses its value. Be mutual. Be loud. Be clumsy. Make noises, be quiet, and make a mess. Bite, scratch, push, pull, hold, thrust. Remove pressure from the moment. Love the moment. Embrace it. Enjoy your body; enjoy your partners’ body. Produce sweat, be natural, entice your senses, give into pleasure. Bump heads, miss when you kiss, laugh when it happens. Speak words, speak with your body, speak to their soul. Touch their skin, kiss their goose bumps, and play with their hair. Scream, beg, whimper, sigh, let your toes curl, lose yourself. Chase your breath; keep the lights on, watch their eyes when they explode. Forget worrying about extra skin, sizes of parts and things that are meaningless. Save the expectations, take each second as it comes. Smear your make up, mess up your hair, rid your masculinity, and lose your ego. Detonate together, collapse together, and melt into each other.
― Unknown (via perfect)

I miss him a lot.

jnue:

kinda want a boyfriend kinda wanna hook up with a boy kinda wanna never talk to any boys ever

faithsmiles: Once you get this you have to name five positive things about yourself publicly. Then send it to ten of your favourite followers. It might be hard at first but being positive will make you feel good!

ahhh ok I’ll try :)

I’ve been through a lot and have survived

I try and be super nice to everyone

I’m really compassionate

I have nice eyebrows (lol)

andddd I’m a good friend :)