#lovewriting

[lonngwaydown]

Tell me u want me, without telling me u want me

[patleclerc]

Have a blessed day, BE kind ⭐️ Be special.. Excerpt from patleclerc.com/tooth-in-sincerity/ Art Changes Lives; patleclerc.com/book/ Photo by Liane Blanchard Illustration by @patleclerc_official

[bubbliebabbie]

I’m currently writing a book.My first to be exact . I didn’t want to say anything at first but if you guys like new books and would love to follow my TikTok teasing my book, it would be great ! It will have six chapters unless I decide other wise. The name will be revealed when the book is finished and has a set date. Until then, I will just be teasing the characters and quotes from the book. Any questions can be asked below or on the official page. I will post mostly everyday on there. 🖋️💕💕… Thank you for your support if you do choose to follow.

The main characters name is Aira Moon & her love interest is Dawn Wolfe… 🥀🥀

General Summary : In the midst of grieving her grandmother who just passed. Aira Moon takes life by the hand and goes on a date with her neighbor who isn’t her type, or who at-least she thinks isn’t her type. She uses this date to navigate her mental and emotional state of dealing with her grandmothers passing, love, and who she is entirely.

Six chapters 🥀

P.S.- More chapters maybe added 🥀

@casualhedonists @etfrin

[thalia-s]

Feeling anxious isn’t just wondering if some one loves you and cares for you or not. It’s the pondering of whether someone will always care for you and love you and whether you will too and whether it will last and how much it would break you if it didn’t and whether you will make it and whether it’s all worth it and whether you are even worth it and whether they want it and whether they see your intensity and match it and whether

[loverhorror]

[awackowriter]

—i simply wish i had talked to you during those times when you wanted to.

[thecreativemystique]

If manifestations are real

You’re here. You’re finally here on my side of the country, in my city where you always said you’d be. I’m in the city with you, not living together yet but I made it, and you did too. We’re dating, we’re together. We speak daily, see each other a few days a week unless we’re busy - which happens to be often. Us artists take our work home with us but I love every second of it. But sometimes you come over just to watch me work while I sip my wine and have music playing in the background. These nights we spend together that end in us tangled up together. Sharing details about our day as you watch from over my shoulder and place a kiss on my neck. My favorite spot as you know.

On the weekends we hang out with our friends, with my brother and sister and their significant others. We go places, do activities, find new places to try, all the fun things we said we’d do together. We have dinner at 12 chairs, fornino, and of course Joe’s Shanghai because that place is, and always will be a favorite. I take you to Calexico and you brag about how California tacos are better than here in BK which I don’t disagree. You just love to push my buttons but I let you because it makes both of us laugh. I show you all my favorite spots in a city that I call my home, a place where I always felt like myself, my REAL self. Sometimes we go out east to visit my family, spend tie with my parents, aunts, uncle and cousins. I’m not afraid if introducing you, especially to my mother. Seeing you in the dynamic doesn’t scare me as much as I thought it once would. But as I see it happen my fear ceases to exist. 

Sometimes we go out west to visit your family, your friends. Sometimes it’s up north, sometimes it’s SoCal. Either or, you know I love both. We watch sunsets, we walk by the water, we share street food with each other. You take my hand as we walk down the boulevard telling me this is the best love you’ve ever had. 

We share our traditions, or culture, stories from our upbringing and what its like to be raised by immigrant parents, or parents raised by immigrants. Things I thought most people wouldn’t understand but you do. The good, the bad, the ugly, the dirty, and the beautiful parts.

In the nights we stay up talking, joking, having sex, watching netflix, laying next to each other in blissful comfort. Neither of us wanted to admit what we feel, what we had been through, but we trust each other. I never thought it was possible to trust someone this much, I thought it was a myth, that it was something I only read or see on TV but you make it real because you ARE real. The closeness, the vulnerability. I overcame fears because I want to be with you more than I’m afraid of being vulnerable. We learned from each other. The lessons we knew we needed to learn. You helped me to rely on others, to be open with others, to be weak and dependent, to ask for help and let people help me. And with my fierce independence I helped you feel safe and secure when you’re alone, to have fun alone, to feel like yourself when you’re alone.To know the difference between wanting and needing. We’ve grown with each other, became better, stronger for each other all with the intention to continue to grow with and for each other.

I open up to you in ways I haven’t opened up to people before. And the best part, you don’t look at me like I’m crazy, or that I’m from another planet. Even if you thought as such you never make me feel alien for it. I don’t need validation, and you know that, but you let me find comfort in you without the fear of feeling like I made a mistake. And though its sometimes challenging for you, you open up to me. I let you be the weak one when you need to be. You want to be strong for me because I AM strong for you and for myself, but you know when to put away the façade and take a break. We lay down on the couch, your head on my chest as I play with your hair. Your long, dark, silky black hair that I love so much. You talk as if no one is listening, opening up about things you keep buried deep. I respect your boundaries and you respect mine but we ask each other questions and tell each other our concerns without having any worry.

And when we look at each other and into each others eyes, we know it, better than we’ve ever known. We’re in love, and we always will be.

[sweetsunrays]

You got me so drunk on your poison... stop feeding me your poisoned honey! It makes me giggle sweetly even as you break my heart over and over again.

[mystories2012]

Support Lara

If you like to read or if you always wanted to have written a story about you, your favourite star or tv show or whatever you like, than please support me. I write since I was twelve and I love to write storys for others. Soo please reach out to me on my petroen page. Thank you☺

[rhamona]

Moral Code

Speak from your mouth, but be sure not to forget to include your heart on the expression of yourself. – Photo by Me

[patleclerc]

Let’s dream together and make life better⭐️ Excerpt from I Am, You, Are Me Art Changes Lives; patleclerc.com/book/ Photo by Liane Blanchard Illustration by @patleclerc_official

[authorksc]

[rebornmystixx]

Lost in the art of your structure

A maze of wonder

A phase I wonder

To lust is blunder

But you hit me like thunder

You maze you phase

Wishing to get lost

In your utterance

your move or your lovely lips

You maze you phase

I fall into your abyss

Places u didn’t know existed

My christmas I’m gifted

With endless treasures

From my wishlist

You maze you phase

[3tanishqa]

What is love? (Part One)

Love is sitting in the gallery at midnight staring at the moon and writing a note to your people. Love is creating a playlist with your comfort person and then singing that 10 minute song on top of your lungs on the terrace whenever you meet them. Love is being cringe and not being judged for being cringe. Love is sending Diwali post cards to your best friend knowing that no one uses them nowadays. Love is writing the radome stupid messages and sending voice notes that have no meaning at all. Love is being able to write what Love is and probably posting it too soon because you're too excited to share it. Love is writing a poem to yourself knowing that you have your back first.

Love is million little things. Love is like the moon it has it different forms and phases but it's there always. It's staring at it and feeling calm and peaceful and knowing that you're not being judged by the presence of it.I haven't discovered all of it but would know it as I get older everyday knowing that it's there just like the moon.

[mobstersandlobsters]

Pour into you poem

Softened and fused as I melt into you.

Welded together, my love for you is steady

and unwavering.

The flame of a single candle cannot compare to the

blinding light of true love and the impetuous

fire felt inside an empty heart that yearns for the

warmth of a loving man.

Yes, I may be guilty for gazing but can you blame

a lovestruck naive fool such as me?

Forgive me for my adoration, but I just

cannot tame the fire that builds inside as I slowly

melt into your loving arms, at your mercy and in

your mind, timeless is my love for you, for eternity

with love so divine.

Let my love pour into you.