Cultivating intimacy
There is something deeply tragic about how love is spoken of today. Not love, really, desire. Lust dressed up in aesthetics, marketed as closeness. Infatuation that burns hot and fast, then vanishes with the first discomfort. We live in a time where the word “connection” is used so lightly, but experienced so rarely. Where the craving for bodies is... See more
Amira • Don’t match my freak, Match my yearning
It’s about longing. It’s the gentle ache of getting to know someone piece by piece, of building something meaningful together. It’s in the small, thoughtful gestures, the love notes, the quiet walks, the unspoken ways we say, I see you, and I care. When we skip yearning, we skip the foundation of intimacy.
Lust, Intimacy and the Lost Art of Slow Burns
if you can’t sit with yourself how the HELL are you gonna sit with someone else -Rupaul
> After time alone, I’ve come to love my independence, to cherish the silence between messages, the space to exist without explanation. And yet, somewhere beyond my carefully guarded solitude–I know my walls are not unbreakable.... See more
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I love the idea of solitude being a gift. I think we can be afraid of being lonely, but if you figure out a way to own it and see it as a treasure and a pleasure and a joy, then it can be quite comforting. I have a place to go in my head that’s just my place, and no one ever gets to that place. I value that alone time so much. I wouldn’t be able to
... See moreJami Attenberg • I Came All This Way to Meet You: Writing Myself Home
“Imagine visiting an old, indie bookshop nestled in a quiet corner of the town square. The smell of aged paper, the creak of wooden floors, and the personalised recommendations from the owner create an atmosphere that feels intimate and real. This bookshop seems authentic and personal, in contrast to a charmless chain bookstore in a commercial... See more
Thomas Klaffke • Rabbit Holes 🕳️ #95
The person you choose to marry should always add to the softness and luxury you have already created for yourself.
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And yet, somewhere beyond my carefully guarded solitude–I know my walls are not unbreakable. With the right person, I’d want to see what dishes they’re cooking and hear the songs they’re playing on repeat. But real love should never feel like surveillance. It should be the kind of knowing that doesn’t require proof. The kind of presence that... See more
The epidemic of constant communication
In fact, you can’t have real intimacy until you can tolerate your own aloneness, integrity, individuality.