(Source: madammonkey)
(Source: madammonkey)
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)
Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.
— Mary Oliver, “The Uses of Sorrow” (via tat-art)
(Source: larmoyante)
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It’s okay to want to have sex.
It’s okay to not want to have sex.
It’s okay to want to have sex everyday.
It’s okay to only want sex only under specific circumstances.
It’s okay to want to have sex with lots of people.
It’s okay to want to have sex with just one person.
It’s okay to not be ready for sex.