Kismet Quotes

“He thought that he had felt he was a part of you
before you'd even met but it doesn't compare to
how he feels now, as if he'd been missing bones
and muscle and tissue this entire time and
they've suddenly grown to make him whole at
last. It's indescribable, it's visceral nostalgia for
a home that he'd never even step foot in before,
it's love in its purest, rawest form. It's kismet.”
― peanutboyfriend, Kismet

“I do know. I want to be so
overwhelmed when I look at the infinite stretch
of sky that I feel scared of my reality and what
else exists beyond me and this water tower and
this city and these oceans and this planet. It's
impossible to imagine and it's important to be
able to just look up to be reminded of our
insignificance. The vastness is completely
profound and impossible to describe, but we
were meant to contemplate and be blown away
by the sheer force of its obscurity. Anything you
could ever see on a television screen or in
another person's eyes pales in comparison. It
seems far away and it is, but the stars appear
clustered together and they're not. It's
absolutely mind-boggling.”
― peanutboyfriend, Kismet

“He wants to say that perhaps he isn't that great
of a kisser but it's just the combination of your
chemistries; two souls exploded from the same
star billions of years ago to finally patch
themselves together and reconnect in the same
place and time, your mouths retelling the
stories and your minds painting the pictures,
"you can have my sweatshirt.”
― peanutboyfriend, Kismet

“He could feel an
addiction blooming between the gaps of your
lips; a cluster of seeds planted on his delicate
skin, your tongue the sun that willed it to grow
and spread like a wild vine sprawling across the
ground. He could feel something inside of him
change instantly; a relaxation, a surrender, a
sense that you have been dormant inside of him
all of this time and finally crawled your way out
to diffuse across his skin and form a protective
sheath around his being.”
― peanutboyfriend, Kismet

“The striking almond shape and easy softness of
his eyes draws you in and are likely the most
attractive you've ever seen on another person,
even if they're eclipsed by darkness from
obvious lack of sleep and pupils blown wide
from ecstasy. He feels familiar and inexplicably
heart-warming, like the anticipated change of
seasons or the scent of an extinguished candle
after a family holiday, your bed when lined with
clean sheets or the sound of a loved one's voice
on the phone after not hearing it for some time.”
― peanutboyfriend, Kismet

“All
of the sentiments that he's declared to you in
his fantasies, each and every torpid compliment
and expression of adoration. You were so much
sweeter than he could ever imagine, as if you
were the most enriched berry on an endlessly
climbing vine, cultivated brilliantly with the sun
on your face and rolling from the plant directly
into his palm to dissolve on his tongue.”
― peanutboyfriend, Kismet

“He's stunned by your beauty and the sheer
reality of you standing right here in the flesh yet
again, as if he had manifested you within the
matrix of his mind and made you appear simply
by praying in his dreams every single night.
Like you were somehow meant to be his and
only his. He cannot fathom that you're here, in
front of him, right now, looking into his eyes
and existing so casually and innocently with
zero expectations about who he is and how
important you are. Clap, clap, pause.”
― peanutboyfriend, Kismet

“Your beauty is lingering, like the baroque
golden-framed cracking oils of a Botticelli
painting come to life, magnified by your
flawless amiable ease, your unquestionable
courtesy towards a stranger, that indescribable
nuclear luminosity as if you were a woodland
creature surrounding by a flashing kaleidoscope
of monarch butterflies simply because they
enjoyed your presence.”
― peanutboyfriend, Kismet

“In color, because that's how
you were meant to be seen: brilliant, clear,
brave, psychedelic and rich.”
― peanutboyfriend, Kismet