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#i want to love and be loved
medievalfoxx · 3 months
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i was not made for hookup culture, i was made for the most soul crushing experience ever. i was born to feel everything entirely and endlessly. i was made to feel everything deeply
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stardustmuseum · 7 months
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bro i can’t even remember the last time i had a hug. no wonder i’m always yearning
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demisexual-eddie-diaz · 7 months
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I wish that I could experience love the way that two cis men can
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eddiethedeppressing · 2 months
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I want to take someone star gazing or for a walk in the forest . I want to treat someone like the love of my life and call them darling. I want to go out for milkshakes and draw on napkins with them . I want to go skateboarding or go to a Photo Booth.i want to see the stars in their eyes and hear their soothing voice.
I want someone to love me the way I long for love in my life .
Please Cupid stop ghosting me
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I Hate Dating Apps And I’ve Never Met Someone I Was Attracted To On Them, But I Deeply Want To Find Love And I Have No Other Way To Meet Other Single Queer Women: a memoir
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forestofsprites · 1 year
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I was going to make a post talking about how occasionally I can be very normal about life and living; but the reality is that I will NEVER be normal about getting to live on this planet. I can't possibly be normal about my beloved friends! Or about glass frogs and their SEE-THROUGH bodies! I'll never stop being excited about our boundless collective of literature - from etchings on rocks to chaptered novels! I'm not in the slightest bit normal about love and loving and warmth and compassion. Not even a smidgen bit normal about foggy days or peach-coloured sunsets. I can't be normal about a world that is so ridiculously improbable!!
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writingonmydesk · 1 year
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be careful, they say
because salt looks like sugar
be cautious they warn
because lies look like love
watch out they shout
a fish never gets caught with its mouth closed
but sometimes its so easy to get distracted and just keep it open
and sometimes being caught is just what you need
the sugar wasn’t salt it was acid
and it burned straight through my tongue
and the only lies i was told came from my own brain
all the lies that made me think it was love
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delightfuldouche · 6 months
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xxshotgun-weddingxx · 28 days
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AHHH I WANT TO FALL IN LOVE
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medievalfoxx · 3 months
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i want nothing more than to crawl into her bed right now and curl up in her arms. listen to her softly breathe as i slowly succumb to a deep sleep. feel her body move as she dreams and wrap my arms around her chest, feel her soft skin under mine. i want to kiss her capped lips softly as she is deep in sleep, just as reassurance that im still here. i want to feel safe in her bed alongside with her, as if we are the only two people who matter.
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themightypalm · 2 months
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His last name, Her last name, Their last name, whatever. I want someone to pick out a last name with me. Legacy be damned, lets start a new one. A new banner, a new celebration, a marriage of two houses, both alike in dignity into something greater than the sum of its parts.
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mando-forgive-me · 2 months
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The amount of love I’ve got saved up for my person, whoever they are, is just unreal 😌
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joy-drops · 10 months
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it's absurd how much human connection and emotion fuels me
i can be stuck in a rut for months and the slightest drop of intimacy makes my days feel so much brighter
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lightvialamp · 1 year
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There’s something so gratifying about watching the same two people fall in love over and over again in different universes. About already knowing the fears and loves of those people and watching them play out differently. About knowing that they always find each other. They always find each other.
I cried for an hour yesterday because I read about a kind young man who lost the love of his life and then a kind old man who planted orange trees and stole a painting and laughed a lot. And then I read about how that kind old man found the love of his life again in death, as it was always fated, because that is the nature of things.
I don’t want a new love. I want a love that has been written about for centuries. I want a love that finds me in every lifetime, in every universe. I want an old love. I want a fated love.
And I’m so scared that I’ll never find any love at all.
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rukiscock · 6 months
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aaaaaahh!!! I wanna love right!!! I wanna love good!!! I wanna be a good person I want to be good!!!
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