In Front Of My Mother And My Sisters, I Pretend Love Is Cheap And Vulgar. I Act Like Its A Sin I Pretend

“In front of my mother and my sisters, I pretend love is cheap and vulgar. I act like it’s a sin– I pretend that love is for women on a dark path. But at night i dream of a love so heavy it makes my spine throb.– I dream up a lover who makes love like he is separating salt from water.”

— Salma Deera, “salt”  

small luxuries of being loved and going on lil walks and eating fresh sweet fruit and being kissed and laughing until you can’t breathe with people that make your life bright and colorful

You should romanticize and adore every single moment of your life, you are the creator of your joy.

Today younger brother wanted to go running together again and the weather finally cleared up after a week full of storms. We were running through the greenery, the heavy clouds were low, the sun shimmering on the river. It was all so heavenly! Sadly we came across a dead bat on our trail and decided to make a burial for her with sticks and stones and put flowers atop. However contrasting, everything felt so serene and magical between the trees.

There was an adorable dog trying to swim after the swans but the current was too strong with the wind picking up, the tall grass hitting against us as we ran through it.

Every single moment so precious and so memorable and it felt so free and delicious. Gorgeous life

“english isn’t my first langua—“ say no more.

I’ve been bitten out of love before and honestly I enjoyed it.