Heart of Hearts

“I brought the bathing suit to my face, then rubbed my face inside of it, as if I were trying to snuggle into it and lose myself inside its folds — So this is what he smells like when his body isn’t covered in suntan lotion, this is what he smells like, this is what he smells like, I kept repeating to myself, looking inside the suit for something more personal yet than his smell and then kissing every corner of it, almost wishing to find hair, anything, to lick it, to put the whole bathing suit into my mouth, and, if I could only steal it, keep it with me forever, never ever let Mafalda wash it, turn to it in the winter months at home and, on sniffing it, bring him back to life, as naked as he was with me at this very moment.” 

This right here is the brand-new china that you guys so kindly sent to us.

Call Me By Your Name (2017) dir. Luca Guadagnino

call me by your name | film vs book, part 7 

“Call Me By Your Name” alternative movie posters via Cardboard Dream Papercuts on Etsy

The sexual tension here is just making my ovaries explode in a nice way….

this is so soft and my little heart melts every time

𝓕𝓸𝓻 𝓞𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓕𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓔𝓵𝓲𝓸

Have all a beautiful and relaxing weekend.

❤❤❤❤❤❤

So what do you do around here?

“I can, from the distance of years now, still think I’m hearing the voices of two young men singing these words in Neapolitan toward daybreak, neither realizing, as they held each other and kissed again and again on the dark lanes of old Rome, that this was the last night they would ever make love again.” — André Aciman

Two kittens smelling each other.

Always reblog.

“I can, from the distance of years now, still think I’m hearing the voices of two young men singing these words in Neapolitan toward daybreak, neither realizing, as they held each other and kissed again and again on the dark lanes of old Rome, that this was the last night they would ever make love again.” — André Aciman