“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”—marianne wilson
"Your eyes speak to me with just a glance. They send shivers down my spine and my body quivers with fear, excitement, and anticipation. They pull me close and make me want to run. Time is frozen, then your lips entice and lure me closer with their soft, sultry appeal. I can’t move. I only want to move closer. You are what a woman should look like. Your lips move, our souls speak, and unveiled is your beauty that few take notice to… the beauty that shines within, which often is overlooked. I haven’t met you yet nor am I searching. We shall find each other one day soon. Before I am rendered speechless, stumble over myself and miss the chance to say hello… I want to take this opportunity before it passes to say, I can’t wait to love you… Until we meet…hello. "
The glove compartment is inaccurately named And everybody knows it. So i’m proposing a swift orderly change.
Cause behind its door there’s nothing to keep my fingers warm And all i find are souvenirs from better times Before the gleam of your taillights fading east To find yourself a better life.
I was searching for some legal document As the rain beat down on the hood When i stumbled upon pictures i tried to forget And that’s how this idea was drilled into my head
Cause it’s too important To stay the way it’s been
There’s no blame for how our love did slowly fade And now that it’s gone it’s like it wasn’t there at all And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide Lying awake at night
There’s no blame for how our love did slowly fade And now that it’s gone it’s like it wasn’t there at all And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide Lying awake at night (up all night) When i’m lying awake at night.
"I’m in missed instead of casual connections because I’m not a casual sexual person. I want something thats connects me in more than just a casual physical way. I want passion. I miss passion. So do you. Whatever we have/had is now gone, and we strongly desire to reconnect with another person, but we need imagination, wit, conversation and flirtation before anything can slowly evolve into a lustful, sweaty, forbidden passion. It cant just happen, it needs to be nurtured and tended too like a campfire on a windy day. Look for me, because I am looking for you. Send me two words that express your hidden desire, and I will write to you with detailed, subtle, and deliberate feeling how our imaginations can begin to share a moment of connection. I want your mind, that is where the magic is. "
"i just woke and was thinking about you, i must have had a dream about you. just thinking about how you are doing, and maybe if you ever decided if you might ever see me again.i would love to see you. but you are in the drivers seat on that.i know you think i cluttered up your life, and i probebly did,but even if,would you have wanted it any other way? just missing you this day ”
“”All the ways you wish you could be, that’s me. I look like you wanna look, I fuck like you wanna fuck, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not.”—tyler durden