lusting-sunset reblogged
“Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn’t stand being a passing fancy. Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren’t having any of those.”
— Sylvia Plath (via nymphautomatonic)
Demi demi demi. If not demisexual, still definitely important. Nothing kills my attraction more than not seeing their face light up when we share our depth

