24 year old copywriter living in DC.
Aesthetic & literary Inspiration courtesy of others.Self-indulgent rants courtesy of yours truly.
I want to love you wildly. I don’t want words, but inarticulate cries, meaningless, from the bottom of my most primitive being, that flow from my belly like honey. A piercing joy, that leaves me empty, conquered, silenced.
— Anaïs Nin (via petrichour)
…don’t ask me to be vulnerable with you if you have no intention of protecting me.
— DopedUpPhoenix (via theduphoenix)