Sex is so much better when you have an emotional connection with someone.. I’m not trying to rain on anyone’s parade, so don’t think that, but every feeling is intensified so much. It brings so much value into an otherwise cheap experience.. that’s why some people never feel fulfilled, cause they never get that connection, and then they just feel bad afterwards.”

    Sex broken down.. why settle for silver when you can have diamonds - Eue

    Imagine your girlfriend taking photographs of you, not selfies, not “outfit of the day”, no Instagram bullshit. Actual photos. When you wake up, when you look at her, when you’re making love, when you’re cooking, when you’re taking a shower. Imagine if your girlfriend did that. This is a person who loves creating a visual documentation of the person she loves. You would cry at every picture she took because you know it’ll be purer than any other visual representation of yourself.

    Shandopaul Sewell. (via mettayya)

    How crazy is it to find the love of your life at 18 years old. Some may call it stupid to say such a thing, that there’s “no way you can know what love is at such a young age”. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard that very sentence, there are so many different variations of the phrase, are you sure you don’t want “the college experience”, “honey don’t tie yourself down, you’re so young”, and my personal favorite “well be realistic it probably won’t work out, but there’s plenty of fish in the sea”. Yes, I get it I’m young, but I don’t think age has anything to do with being able to determine the amount of love you have for someone. Honestly I think that college students can be far more in love than 90% of the middle aged married people I know. Because no I don’t want “the college experience” if it means going out, getting fucked up, and waking up either alone or next to a different person every night. I would rather go out with the person I love, stumble home drunk together laughing uncontrollably, crawl into our bed and fall asleep in the arms of the same person every night. Loving you in my college years meant, you were my girlfriend, my early mornings, my late nights, my study partner, coffee house date, my pillow no matter where we went, and most importantly my best friend. Tying myself down with you means always having someone in a time where everything around me is changing, because loving in college means being head over heels for someone, it’s the kind of love that is all consuming, that takes your breath away, and makes you think that there’s good in your world, when it’s filled with test after test, hours of studying, worrying about how you’re gonna work enough to pay your bills and still make it to class on time. You are a breath of fresh air. We love fully, whole-heartedly, and with nothing to lose. She is contagious. In the year I’ve spent loving her I have become a better me than I ever thought I could have been. I’ve laughed, smiled, and felt more love in the 370 days I have known her than I have in years. And then comes the time where we’ve just graduate college, moved into a tiny, crappy, little apartment, but that small space is filled with more love and laughter than one could ever hope for. I wake up and go to sleep next to the love of my life everyday, and it’s like living with my best friend. We spend our days exploring, we’d rather spend money on experiences, than things. Our nights are spent building forts, binge watching Criminal Minds, curled up in OUR bed. Life is good, good with you. So yeah maybe it won’t work out, maybe I’m crazy, but I’m crazy in love and I think that the best kind of crazy there is.

    500 words on being in love in college. (via place0fperfecti0n)

    She likes to sleep with the fan on, mostly because the noise helps her fall asleep. Even if it is freezing outside with a wind chill, let her keep the fan on. She will sleep good. She will want to hold your hand a lot in public. Even if you are afraid of the looks and the whispers, let her hold your hand. It makes her happy. Sometimes she will eat ice cream for breakfast and sometimes she will come upstairs at 10pm with waffles for the both of you. Even if you aren’t hungry, eat what she made for you. When she’s laying on your arm and it falls asleep, don’t wake her up. She loves her sleep. Just take this time to look at how peaceful she is. Bring her gifts. Not the kind of gifts you have to go out and buy. Write her something, draw her something. She knows it’s the thought that counts and she will love it no matter what it is. She will have bad days. She will have days where she shuts down and might not even want to talk to you. This will hurt you. Find her, bring her a bottle of water and sit next to her. Don’t ask her what’s wrong, she won’t want to talk about it. It will pass, and she will be glad you stuck through it with her. She wakes up at 6am for work. She will set her alarm at night. Make sure you set one too. Just incase She will turn on the tv and ask you what you want to watch. Don’t say “I don’t know” or “I don’t care”. Pick something for the both of you to watch. She won care what it is, she’s happy just to be watching it with you. She is beautiful, but some days she does not see it. You will be able to tell when it’s happening. When it does, offer to straighten her hair. She likes the way it looks when it’s like that. Some nights she will just want to stay in, watch tv and color. Ask if you can color a page too. She likes to take a lot of pictures with you, and of you. Don’t put your hand in front of the camera to reject. Let her take pictures of you, she will look at them when you’re not around and she misses you. She likes to wear your clothes. You will look at your half empty closet and wonder where it all went. Let her wear them, your scent will remind her of you. When she thinks about giving up on you, fight. Fight until you are black and blue inside. Fight for the memories and the future to come. Fight harder than I could’ve. Love her. Love her when it’s raining and love her when it’s sunny. Love every little piece of her. Lay your head on her chest and hear the heart that beats for you. Love her smile. Love her frown. Love everything in between. If you love her with your whole entire heart, I promise you that’s only half as much as I did. Never stop loving her.

    An Open Letter To Your New Love (via eazymacmiller)

    She likes to sleep with the fan on, mostly because the noise helps her fall asleep. Even if it is freezing outside with a wind chill, let her keep the fan on. She will sleep good. She will want to hold your hand a lot in public. Even if you are afraid of the looks and the whispers, let her hold your hand. It makes her happy. Sometimes she will eat ice cream for breakfast and sometimes she will come upstairs at 10pm with waffles for the both of you. Even if you aren’t hungry, eat what she made for you. When she’s laying on your arm and it falls asleep, don’t wake her up. She loves her sleep. Just take this time to look at how peaceful she is. Bring her gifts. Not the kind of gifts you have to go out and buy. Write her something, draw her something. She knows it’s the thought that counts and she will love it no matter what it is. She will have bad days. She will have days where she shuts down and might not even want to talk to you. This will hurt you. Find her, bring her a bottle of water and sit next to her. Don’t ask her what’s wrong, she won’t want to talk about it. It will pass, and she will be glad you stuck through it with her. She wakes up at 6am for work. She will set her alarm at night. Make sure you set one too. Just incase She will turn on the tv and ask you what you want to watch. Don’t say “I don’t know” or “I don’t care”. Pick something for the both of you to watch. She won care what it is, she’s happy just to be watching it with you. She is beautiful, but some days she does not see it. You will be able to tell when it’s happening. When it does, offer to straighten her hair. She likes the way it looks when it’s like that. Some nights she will just want to stay in, watch tv and color. Ask if you can color a page too. She likes to take a lot of pictures with you, and of you. Don’t put your hand in front of the camera to reject. Let her take pictures of you, she will look at them when you’re not around and she misses you. She likes to wear your clothes. You will look at your half empty closet and wonder where it all went. Let her wear them, your scent will remind her of you. When she thinks about giving up on you, fight. Fight until you are black and blue inside. Fight for the memories and the future to come. Fight harder than I could’ve. Love her. Love her when it’s raining and love her when it’s sunny. Love every little piece of her. Lay your head on her chest and hear the heart that beats for you. Love her smile. Love her frown. Love everything in between. If you love her with your whole entire heart, I promise you that’s only half as much as I did. Never stop loving her.

    An Open Letter To Your New Love (via eazymacmiller)