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Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or her skirt or tangled up in her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like you want to take her dancing. Like you want to spin her into an open arena and watch her look at you like you’re the brightest thing she’s ever seen. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her stupid. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name in answer.
(via walk-you-home)


(via reborn-into-actuality)

(Source: 5000letters)

My neighbor is anorexic;
I think my cousin might be, too.
My aunt is scared to leave the house.
I don’t know what to do.

My little brother is depressed—
It’s sad that that’s not a surprise.
My sister throws up all her food.
I know; I can see through her lies.

My coworker has voices in his head,
They’ve labeled him as insane.
My classmate has cut both her wrists
In an attempt to numb her pain.

My best friend tried to kill himself.
He said he wanted to die.
I was the one who found him
After he succeeded on his fourth try.

Everyone around me is suffering,
Rotting, from the inside out.
When did this all become so common,
Self-harm, self-hate, and self-doubt?

mental illness is all around us (via excapingly)
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