Secrets like depression, eating disorders, self harm, or anything, are hard to keep. It’s hard because you want someone to know. You want them to ask why you’re sad, why you won’t eat, what happend to your wrists, or legs. And as good as it feels to let it out, you regret it immediately.
It’s not just about sex. Don’t get me wrong. Sex is fucking great, but when you have a connection with someone, when you feel so strong for someone, just a kiss is enough to make your knees weak. You just can’t beat that.
(via v-ogued)



