i cannot wait to get just a little bit rowdy tomorrow
Several times in my life I’ve gone through long periods without sex or any other kind of physical contact. The hunger it produces is deep and low; it’s possible to lose track of it, to forget or fail to perceive how it’s emptied everything out of you and made the world papery thin. Touch starved, you brush against existence like a stick against dry leaves. You become insubstantial yourself, a hungry ghost.
— My Revolutions, Hari Kunzru (via inyourapartment)
I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you every Tuesday.
— Lemony Snicket (via larmoyante)