once in the fifth grade this kid called me a homo and i thought it meant homeless and i was so confused i said ‘jeremy you’ve been to my house’
47th Street - New York - 1957 - photograph by André Robé
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Spirit island.
Intimacy isn’t just experienced through sex. It’s crying together. It’s whispering late at night. It’s talking about growing up and what used to scare you. It’s going places that remind you of your childhood. It’s feeling each other without touching. It’s exchanging energy.
“Be with someone who makes your Mondays feel like Fridays.”— 3 am thoughts (via suspend)
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