Apparently orgasm is the only point where your mind becomes completely empty, you think of nothing for that second. That’s why it’s so compelling, it’s a tiny taste of death. Your mind is void, you have nothing in your head save white light.
All I wish to do is touch you;
by that I mean touch your
heart in a way that will make you forget all the people who
have reached for your body
a 365 poetry project entry // Haley Hendrick (via f-ightingback)
I know I’m still young and there’s a lot of time for things to happen, but sometimes I think there is something about me that’s wrong, that I’m not the kind of person anyone can fall in love with, and that I’ll always just be alone.
Lynne Rae Perkins (via schattenherz)