Reposted from cosmo via beautifulfood
Reposted from cosmo via beautifulfood
Listopad, myślę. Nagie drzewa, ciemność, spadanie. Bóg odwraca się do nas plecami. Nie tylko do mnie, do wszystkich. Dobrze mi z tym. Jest w tym jakaś zimna sprawiedliwość.
- Håkan Nesser, Samotni
"We think we want sex. But it's not always just about sex.
We want intimacy.
To be touched. Looked at. Admired. Smiled at. Laughed with someone.
Feel safe. Feel like someone really got you.
That's what we crave."
—Unknown