Amy Takes a Tumblr
Amy. 22. Michigan.
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  • "When I give, it does not come with strings. I’m not keeping track of what you owe me. When I give, I choose to do so without ulterior motives. I give because I know what it’s like to be without. To long for and be ignored; to speak and not be heard; to care for and have nothing returned. When I give it’s because I know the value in what I have in my heart. And I refuse to let the world stop me from sharing that, But when things start being taken for granted, When you no longer appreciate my sincerity, I won’t switch, I won’t get angry, and I won’t be spiteful. I’ll just get smart, and change your role in my life. Because when I give, I’m all in. But when I’m done, there’s no turning back."
    Rob Hill
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  • "

    My friend once told me
    she liked this guy because of his hands
    And I found it absurd that anyone
    would develop feelings over one feature,
    and not care about the rest

    It wasn’t until you used your hands
    to cup the back of my neck the first time we kissed
    and I could feel your firm grasp pull me closer,
    and my insides exploded
    and my head buzzed with bliss.

    And the first night you slept over,
    you fell asleep with your hand
    laid over my stomach
    and your fingers felt like a fire
    that I didn’t mind burning my skin.

    The first time we got drunk,
    was the first time you played with my hair,
    and my god I was hooked,
    I’d drink forever if it meant you’d never stop.

    And in public you’d hold my hand,
    and rub your thumb in little circles
    that left me wanting you more,
    no matter what you would never let me go,
    I was glued to you,
    and I honestly didn’t mind

    When we talked about breaking up,
    you saw my lips quiver with fear,
    and you brushed over my lips with your fingers
    before pulling me into your lap
    and you kissed me like never before.
    With your hands on my hips
    pulling me so close to you,
    leaving no space in between us.
    It was then I realized I never wanted you to go

    Its now that,
    I finally understand why hands
    were the only feature that mattered

    "
    Hands: Carol Shlyakhova
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  • dutchster:

    i’m glad bo shares my thought on this

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  • "I am trying to see things in perspective. My dog wants a bite of my peanut butter chocolate chip bagel. I know she cannot have this, because chocolate makes dogs very sick. My dog does not understand this. She pouts and wraps herself around my leg like a scarf and purrs and tries to convince me to give her just a tiny bit. When I do not give in, she eventually gives up and lays in the corner, under the piano, drooping and sad. I hope the universe has my best interest in mind like I have my dog’s. When I want something with my whole being, and the universe withholds it from me, I hope the universe thinks to herself: "Silly girl. She thinks this is what she wants, but she does not understand how it will hurt."
    THEORIES ABOUT THE UNIVERSE by Blythe Baird
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  • New Politics
    Tonight You're Perfect
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  • "

    I wake up each
    morning wanting
    more of you.

    First, it was your
    lips, then it was
    your hands, now

    it is your heart.
    Now, it is always
    your heart.

    "
    wanting
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