February 2010
227 posts
It is healthy to stop and reflect upon those things that make you thankful to be alive
- Beautiful, beautiful sunsets
- Snowy mountains bathed in golden light
- Deep, emerald swimming holes
- Good whiskey, be it scotch or bourbon
- Vagina (or penis, whichever you prefer)
- The smell of his skin and the taste of his lips
- The feel of his hands
- The feeling of my heart growing larger in my chest just thinking about him
“Mahatma Gandhi on Homosexuality”
petitgouter:kdoherty:sinkthatship:thisisthewayeprolls:spaceclam:doee:astrally:yerawizardharry
Two gay Englishmen came to Gandhi in the 1930s and asked him what he thought of their relationship. The Mahatma asked some questions and for a short time fell silent.Then he said, “The greatest gift God gives us is another person to love.”Placing the hands of each man in the other’s, he quietly and with a smile asked, “Who are we to question God’s choice?”
(via catchafire)
Reblog if you are NOT watching the Grammys.
(via thentheskydrops)
Watching it on what? Is that shit on YouTube now?
These are the MOST meaningless awards of all the meaningless awards.
“Speaking of chairs, you look like a fun place to sit.” - Karen Walker”
—http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fapps.facebook.com%2Fkarenwalker%2F%3Fref%3Dcomment&h=725bea0e6468ad92e4c0524eb08f55ba
January 2010
334 posts
Home was whenever I was with you.
It’s true.awwwwwwwwwwwwwww :[
From quietbrava to midnightphoenix - The First
I keep getting scared today. I had a terrible dream last night. It had nothing to do with you and yet when I woke, at 2:00am, my thoughts were all of you. Your face and how you adore me and how strongly I feel for you, and how quickly.
I got out of bed to shake off the dream and made my way through the house to sit in the darkness of the living room, on the couch where we made love so boldly and so completely. I stared out the window at the night, a night which offered me no answers, only silence. Just me and the silence and the night and me wondering ‘what has happened to me?’
And, oh my, what has happened to me :) When I say so often that I deserve you I don’t mean that you are my reward. No, never that, Baby; you are not my prize, but so much more than that. What I mean is that I am ready for you, I’ve done the work and made a place for you, even before I knew you existed. My whole life was the process of making a place for what you have to offer me, to become good enough to receive it.
And this time we have, the time we’ve had. I want it all, and bless what time has already passed. Every moment. And all the moments to come.
“I know they like to beat ya down a lot. When you come around the block brothas clown a lot, but please don’t cry, dry your eyes, never let up. Forgive but don’t forget, girl keep your head up”
—tupac (via geraldinee) (via hiphop-quotables) (via sexytisherz)