Sometimes you are out late and don’t want to stop hanging with your bestie and you literally know you are gonna text them “bagel?” In 5 hours when you wake up… just cut out the middle man. its normal and incredibly wholesome
Your screen light being the only light to illuminate your room. Your friends voice being the only you hear as your ears get hot from your headphones. The random fits of laughing over stuff you can’t even remember in the morning. The stretching as you get up to get a snack. The singing songs randomly. The deep talks. It’s like a childhood sleepover all over again.
i love to be with my pals and experience the phases of the evening— dinner, sweet treat, dancing, pizza, chatting, video games, about to crash. it feels so wonderful to experience the whole gambit and then part ways.
My friend and I happened upon this. Meaning, strive to live your life in a way that makes you feel hot. Dress to feel hot. Talk to feel hot. Do whatever you do, but in a way that makes you feel like you're worthy of the love and adoration and crushes and desire you deserve. This does not mean "sexy" necessarily--hotness is always shifting and has many forms. But reach deep inside and you'll find that your own personal method and mode of hotness can always, and most of the time is, an excellent guide.
Kind of a genre of medieval paintings, but confirms to me how horny people have always been and how we've always had to sublimate our desires into the dominant culture. It's so weirdly explicit and bizarre, and has so many layers in how it would have been used: a painting to look at, a page in a prayer book to speak as a script, a physical object to touch and venerate and meditate with.... like imagine people fingering this "wound" and being like, yes this is honestly totally about jesus. Crazy.