kryptonite-mia:

I want to be kissed angrily.

I want a girl who has had an extremely bad day and is mad at the world, shove me against a wall and kiss me until both our lips start to bruise. I want her to pour out all the anger shes feeling and shove it down my lungs, and then I want to push back. Not with force but with air, I want to turn that anger into love and turn the bruising kiss soft. I want to remind her that life is too beautiful to hate.

elegancea:

Sometimes, the best way to not get your heart broken is to act like you don’t have one. 

"I don’t chase people anymore. I learned that I’m here, and I’m important. I’m not going to run after people to prove that I matter."

"

He’d never cared much for strawberries, but that summer her lips were so stained with the juices that they were all he tasted.

And he’d never had a favourite fruit, but two years later, a new girl is sat in front of him, laughing at his jokes.

"If you could only eat one thing for the rest of your life, what would it be?" She asks playfully.

And he remembers how her hands traced the veins in his neck and made their way across his chest. He remembers her soft breathing and limbs draped across his shoulders.

"Strawberries." He tells her. "I could live a life on nothing but strawberries."

"

Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #54 -"Strawberries" (via blossomfully)

"Eventually you’ll get tired of spilling your love all over the place. Be smart about who and what you are pouring into."

Alexandra Elle (via exp3ctopatr0num)

(Source: youngblackandvegan)