You know what would be hot? To get loved before you get fucked.
JENNY WINBLADHFalling asleep to them or waking up to them; twittering birds are a treasure either way.
More Jenny Winbladh Quotes
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What about us who would like a piece of the soul served as an aperitif before we dig into flesh?
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I fall asleep hugging myself tight, as I probably should.
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All I’ve ever wanted was a little of your time and a lot of your love.
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What if last time felt so beautiful simply because it actually was our last time?
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I want to kiss you so much it hurts and I want to caress your skin until it no longer does.
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Wake us from this seasonal slumber of sorts, it is time for us to finally bloom.
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Autumn makes us pull up our feet and curl up with our hearts.
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Brushing teeth swallowing held back tears, this is not how we are supposed to be.
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The lover only gets what is offered not a shred more.
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From opal mornings to indigo nights I think about you, all the time.
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Hug me from behind so we won’t have to stare the facts in the eye.
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Your scent is one I want to know for the rest of my life.
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Love is all about making room in a vessel that is already complete on its own.
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I love you but not at any cost.
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All these candles unlit perhaps they too need to breathe you.
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Don’t excuse toxic traits by trying to highlight the loving ones.
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I know my worth it shouldn’t have to slap me in the face though.
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I’ll just be my own world.
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Do friends really long to breathe the air of the other?
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It won’t matter how beautiful they look when they don’t treat you beautifully.
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Doing my best not to dwell; I just thought you couldn’t wait to see me too.
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I want to see our demons complement each other for the rest of our lives.
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It’s noon and I miss you just as much as I will by midnight.
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Why are you ignoring my heart so aggressively?
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What a pure and intimate thing – to be reading the words of another.
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I managed to cut myself loose and while there was pain – there weren’t any blood.
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