Welcome to my life.


20 years • Taurus • Web designer in the making • Supervisor at Vans in the meantime • Lover of all things 90’s • Still attempting to understand my brain
foxadhd:

Pizza Princess 
I don’t mind getting naked or seeing you naked.
I don’t mind talking about sex or having sex
or never having sex. I don’t mind my body
or your body with mine. I don’t mind
your sweaty palms, your chapped lips,
your dirty tongue. I don’t mind
your noisy music, your crappy poetry,
your soiled shoes and ugly handwriting.
I don’t mind 2ams and late night
phone calls, stolen kisses and white lies.
I don’t mind your half-eaten donut,
frozen teabags and sticky hair.
I want your toothbrush’s head
leaning towards mine. I want
your 4am back massage.
Cup my breasts and don’t say
they’re small. I already know that.
Kiss me once and kiss me more.
Pretend what we’re doing is illegal.
It’s always good to be caught
with our mouths tied together
like handcuffs. Dry your cheeks
and make me bleed.
Crave me.
Crave me.
Crave me.
-

irishjulienne’s, in the name of intimacy (via talkingoutsoft)

This is perfect. Awh.

(via amburrmeow)

(via nourishyouruniverse)


snorlaxatives:

7 billion people, 14 billion ass cheeks

(via nourishyouruniverse)


Let me be your:

7am morning fuck before you go to work

Midday text, letting you know that you’re on my mind

5pm cuddle after a long days work

11pm rough fuck as i pound away the frustrations of your day

2am soft whisper in your ear, as i tell you “i love you”

(Source: forever-dirty-minded, via nourishyouruniverse)


niick4:

Running seems like a great idea until you actually start running

(via allwereallyneedisweed)


justrunawayforeverrr:

This.
I don’t want to have the world’s attention. Yours is enough.
- Unknown  (via boypetter)

(Source: southerngirlk, via skate-job)


Why do you weep? Did you think I was immortal?
- Louis XIV (last words)   (via iclande)

(Source: historyinspires, via vodkacupcakes)