FINDING INSPIRATION RESEARCHING ENLIGHTMENT
20. Student Designer. Filling the void.
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(via thevirtualplaza)
(via goddessofsteele)
“ I remember the first day we met we took a cab together to your place
almost immediately after we sat down in the car you grabbed my hand
and held it like you’d never let go. I was amazed at your calmness;
you didn’t shake or fumble as you took it you just did as if you had a thousand times before. I had already felt as if I belonged to you even before we had ever met in person but this was one the first moments I knew I was yours. When we got to your place and you slid your hands over me for the first time I didn’t feel nervous or ashamed of my body I was just basking in the warmth of your touch and the feeling of your fingers gliding over my skin. Throughout the whole night as we were laying together and talking I would trace my fingers over the veins that protrude so beautifully in little blue lines from beneath your skin. When I told you I loved your hands you gave me the most peculiar stare. It was a mix of utter joy and confusion and it was then that you told me you hated them. You said you didn’t like their shape and that you’ve always disliked them and that it made you really happy that I loved them so much. It broke my heart to think that you had spent god knows how long hating something that was so extraordinary to me. Looking back it makes me think about all the things I disliked about myself that overtime you have taught me to love as dearly as you do. Like how you tell me you love the tummy I’ve tried to hide because I’ve always thought it was too fat. Or the colour of my eyes that I thought were boring; and my smile that I’ve so often hidden because my teeth fit together like the wrong ends of a jigsaw puzzle. Your tummy rubs have become my favourite and I feel like the most beautiful girl in the world when you look into my eyes and make a big smile light up on my face. You love every last bit of me, and I love every last bit of you. Especially those hands that have taught me what home feels like since the first time they touched me. ”
— you are so perfect to me (via er-o)
“ let’s all get along while following our own paths and doing whatever the hell we want! ”
— 嶽本野ばら, 下妻物語 (via 7ae)