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loveinportland · 56 minutes ago
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trueloverealized · an hour ago
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When two can be completely honest and transparent with each other, it can revolutionize their love and intimacy. Go deep. Be fully transparent. Fully give yourself to someone.
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koinohnia · 3 hours ago
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For me to date someone we’d have to communicate a lot and she’d have to understand the way I think about intimacy and some girls when they like you a lot, even Christian girls, they want to kiss and they want the touching and stuff to some extent and struggle if that’s not happening. Sometimes some get upset about it because that’s how they think they’re valued. But it’s very shallow. It makes her one of a million, instead of one in a million. And she’s one in a million.
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howifeltabouthim · 3 hours ago
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Sometimes the fabric that separates us tears just enough for love to shine through. Sometimes the tear is surprisingly small.
Michael Cunningham, from A Wild Swan
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drayue · 4 hours ago
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I love you because you let me. You let me really love you in all the most difficult, uncomfortable ways. You make all the hard things about love easy. And to top it all off, you love me right back.
I don’t love you because you are “good” or despite what is “bad”. I love you because you are you. I can’t love you for the things you do. The things you do don’t define you and love is not something to be earned. Real love is given freely.
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lovesickacademic · 7 hours ago
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Dear love,
What I feared most, what I stayed up late at night pondering, why I held on so ferociously... so consistently has happened. Whilst I was falling, nay, plummeting in love with you, I have been just a fleeting, temporary, presence in your constantly moving existence. To you, I was always meant to be just a memory when you decide to move on. I knew that. Still, I thought I could make you love me. I hate you for making me love you. I hate myself for loving you. I hate you for not missing me like I miss you. I miss you. I love you.
Farewell,
A memory
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crownyourselfnow · 9 hours ago
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How Social Media Impacts Connection + Friendships
Social media has caused friendships to get lazy.
Instead of checking in on a friend, we check their feed.
Instead of meeting up with a friend, we see their post and think, “Eh, I already know what’s going on in their life.”
Instead of reaching out to a friend individually, we post and check back for the likes and comments to see who REALLY is our friend.
We have more ways to connect than ever and yet feelings of loneliness and isolation are on the rise. Why?
Social media has brought us a wide breadth of connection, but it can lack the depth and intimacy of a face-to-face call or a coffee date chat.
It’s given our ego’s the great big boost to think we “KNOW” what’s going on in someone’s world. 
It’s given our ego’ the great big boost to think everyone else “SHOULD KNOW” what’s going on in our world.
They don’t.
You don’t. 
How arrogant are we to think that we “KNOW” what is going on in someone else and simultaneously expect others to “KNOW” everything that is going on in theirs?
When my dad passed away, I posted about his death a few times and got about 200+ comments on it out of over 1200 friends on FB and still had friends whom I am very close with not know, nor did I expect them to.
They were living their lives, doing their thing, head down in the grind. 
Just like you are living yours. 
Pick your head up out of your mindless scrolling and instead scroll through your contacts. 
Who haven’t you talked to in a while who you would love to chat with? 
Who would you love to reconnect with?
Don’t allow an algorithm (or frankly, laziness) to delude you from the reality of the REAL relationships you can cultivate at all times. 
Even if you can’t (or don’t feel comfortable or ready to) get together in person, get together, have a Zoom chat, a FaceTime date, a Messenger call. 
Pick up the phone. 
Send a personal message. 
Heck, I’m sure carrier pigeons still work too. 
Stop being lazy with the relationships you say you care about.
And start actually caring instead of thinking “YOU KNOW.”
Thinking YOU KNOW is just the ego. 
Real connection is from Soul. 
It’s the interconnectedness and oneness of who we are as humans. 
And frankly, we are STARVING for nourishment. 
For the most part, social media is the sugar and fast food of connection - delicious in small doses, but damaging to your health if you eat it every day. 
It’s sweet to consume everyone’s highlight reel. 
It’s fast, cheap, and convenient to “catch up” with a friend's life through a quick scroll. 
But the real nutrients of connection lie in the depth of courageous, open, raw, authentic intimacy, cultivated in the soil of conversation. 
The question is…
How are you FEEDING your friendships?
Forward this to a friend...yeah, that one, the one that’s on your mind right now...or better yet, drop them a voice message and share that you read something that made you think of them.
Remember, your reign is now.
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takemetolilly · 10 hours ago
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Knowing and Not-Knowing
The absolute cognitive dissonance of people-that-I-used-to-know; you didn’t like olives on your pizzas, rode without a helmet, have exactly twenty-one freckles on your body, but what do I do with that knowledge? 
Reconnecting -- sort of -- with decade-old friends and hour-long lovers is like seeing the same faces through a stranger’s eyes: even if I can catalogue the visible signs of the storms that you have weathered, what do they mean? What is a scar without a story? I no longer have the clearance for enquiring about your grandmother’s hearing, and if still tunes in to the 5pm station. For numerous reasons, I am grateful for not knowing who you are because I wouldn’t fit in your life anymore. 
But, sometimes I wake up and see that you’ve filmed a new twelve-second choreography or that you wore a lemon-yellow sundress, and the dissonance settles in. What do I say to someone I haven’t laid eyes on in two years? Does a single, offhand compliment echo of who are you? and I think I miss knowing things about you and call me once, even if it’s to hang up thirty-seconds later and so many of your ridiculous jokes still swim around in my head and I’ve let you go but I also want to hold on to you because you’re familiar even if you aren’t anymore. 
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ajotasblog · 10 hours ago
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ajotasblog · 10 hours ago
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📍Ericeira | Praia do Sul
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alicjan-me · 12 hours ago
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He was an animal. A graceful, hard, male animal who did nothing overtly to dominate her yet dominated her completely, in the exact way she wanted that to happen at this moment.
Robert James Waller
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mauve-bric-a-brac · 14 hours ago
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Dreams
  by Amy Lowell
I do not care to talk to you although Your speech evokes a thousand sympathies, And all my being's silent harmonies Wake trembling into music.  When you go It is as if some sudden, dreadful blow Had severed all the strings with savage ease. No, do not talk; but let us rather seize This intimate gift of silence which we know. Others may guess your thoughts from what you say, As storms are guessed from clouds where darkness broods. To me the very essence of the day Reveals its inner purpose and its moods; As poplars feel the rain and then straightway Reverse their leaves and shimmer through the woods.
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alicjan-me · 14 hours ago
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There is something between us, isn’t?
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A heat that burns like fire… but not simply lust and desire. No… this is something more… something deeper... I’ve never felt before and it grips me, every time I talk with you. Just tell me I’m not imagining this… tell me you feel it too……
Ranata Suzuki
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fireairair · 18 hours ago
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I want intimacy. No one has shown me gentleness and compassion in a long time. I’m taking care of everything and everyone that I often forget to take care of myself... and so it would be comforting to have someone helping me stay connected to being gentle with myself.
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dara-moreira · a day ago
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“—for it was not knowledge but unity she desired, not inscriptions on tablets, nothing that could be written in any language known to men, but intimacy itself, which is knowledge—” — Virginia Woolf, To The Lighthouse [alive on all channels]
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