Anonymous asked: Do you think it's wrong for an unmarried couple to spend the night together even if they're not sexually involved or seeking to go that route?
I honestly think this is one of those situations where every individual needs to just know themselves enough to make the right decision here. I don’t think it’s wise, in a general, overarching sense. Especially if it’s a regular situation. Your boyfriend/girlfriend is not there for you to play house with, and pushing those lines doesn’t help keep your mindset in the present, on your present goals of abstinence. Over Memorial weekend, I went camping overnight with Nick’s family and they put us in a tent together, and it was a fine situation, nothing to gasp at by any means. So do I think it’s always sinful and wrong? No. Do I think you should use that as an excuse to try and play hubby and wife and let your emotions get so tied up in seeing them wake up in the morning that you’re not content with your dating goals anymore? No.
The Day I Lost My Voice (The Suitcase Song) - Copeland
I’m breaking my bones
to fit into places I’ve
The Beach Boys-“Wouldn’t It Be Nice”
"Wouldn’t it be nice if we could wake up
In the morning when the day is new?
And after having spent the day together,
Hold each other close the whole night through?”
Here’s what I’ve got, the reasons why our marriage
might work: Because you wear pink but write poems
about bullets and gravestones. Because you yell
at your keys when you lose them, and laugh,
loudly, at your own jokes. Because you can hold a pistol,
gut a pig. Because you memorize songs, even commercials
from thirty years back and sing them when vacuuming.
You have soft hands. Because when we moved, the contents
of what you packed were written inside the boxes.
Because you think swans are overrated.
Because you drove me to the train station. You drove me
to Minneapolis. You drove me to Providence.
Because you underline everything you read, and circle
the things you think are important, and put stars next
to the things you think I should think are important,
and write notes in the margins about all the people
you’re mad at and my name almost never appears there.
Because you make that pork recipe you found
in the Frida Kahlo Cookbook. Because when you read
that essay about Rilke, you underlined the whole thing
except the part where Rilke says love means to deny the self
and to be consumed in flames. Because when the lights
are off, the curtains drawn, and an additional sheet is nailed
over the windows, you still believe someone outside
can see you. And one day five summers ago,
when you couldn’t put gas in your car, when your fridge
was so empty—not even leftovers or condiments—
there was a single twenty-ounce bottle of Mountain Dew,
which you paid for with your last damn dime
because you once overheard me say that I liked it.
Your Love so deep is washing over me
You face is all I seek
You are my everything
You are my one desire
Lord hear my only cry
To know you all my life
*Get ready to do some ugly crying*
Alex McLean, a licensed pilot and photographer, took these gorgeous photos “just by sticking his camera out the window”.