Bellouia
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I want your Monday morning
sleep soaked eyes
dream drenched voice,
lazy bones
‘five more minutes please babe.’

I want your Tuesday afternoon
coffee break,
glasses off, laughter on
‘just hold me for a while
it’s been a hard day.’

I want your Wednesday evening
fingers through hair
teeth nibbling nails
neck craning, eye glazing
‘this paperwork never ends’

I want your Thursday night
drinks for two
bones unbind
muscles let loose
flats, slacks,
‘just me and you’

I want your finally Friday
stretch soul smile,
sun sipping light
from the glaciers in your eyes
fingers unfurl, hand extends
‘c’mon babe, lets go wild’

I want your weekend.
your movie marathon Saturday
reading by the fireplace
kissing in the blankets
want your Sunday morning
orange juice and pancakes
white sheets, tender skin
hair like the Fourth of July
‘let’s not get out of bed today.’

I want your ordinary
and your stress, rest, release
I want your bad day and that terrible night
I want you drunk in my arms
forgetting the place but never my name
I want your lazy and your lonely
and your fist full of fight
I want you everyday
in every way
for the rest of my life.

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divinedorothy:

bisexual people aren’t more likely to cheat in relationships but we are more likely to cheat at cards, while lesbians are most likely to cheat at jenga, and genderqueer people often cheat at mario kart

how the fuck do you cheat at jenga

ask a lesbian

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this is never not funny

I wonder why do people fall in love easily. They fall in love over and over again even though they knew from the start that they’ll get hurt at the end.

The meaning of love, I really don’t know. Maybe I haven’t found the right one for me to describe what is love. Maybe I’m too young to take love seriously.

Soulmates, Destiny and Prince Charming. I have lived my entire childhood believing its true. That those things happen in real life. Maybe it do happen, for those who found them. But for me, I don’t really believe in those words. They are just imaginations made by people who are searching for their happiness.

Love will only cause you pain. No matter how much you love someone, no matter how much you feel secure when you are with them, no matter what happens in the future, at the end of the day, they will just hurt you.

Take a risk, they said. But are you willing to take the risk if you already knew the outcome?
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Why do people fall in love so easily? (via yoursweetestdownfalls)