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Wednesday, August 20, 2014
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
I need to make out.

Against the wall, on the bed, on top of you, underneath you, on the table, my legs around your waist, yours around mine.. biting your bottom lip, kissing your neck, moaning in your ear, running my hands all over your body. I want you hardcore.

Wednesday, August 20, 2014
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
forfoxesonly:

THIS FOX IS LIKE, “BE A DEER AND STOP KISSING ME, PLEASE!” AND THIS DEER IS LIKE, “I CAN’T HELP MYSELF, YOU’RE SUCH A FOX!” THESE TWO! AM I RIGHT!? GET A FOREST!!!
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
plantial:

I did this at a bus stop once. I missed my bus and the next one wasn’t supposed to come for another hour, so I had time to kill. A little girl walking with her mom said it looked like a throne for a flower princess.
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
Wednesday, August 20, 2014

“Every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The very water I drank, the very air I breathed, would feel like long, sharp needles. The pages of a book in my hands would take on the threatening metallic gleam of razor blades. I could hear the roots of loneliness creeping through me when the world was hushed at four o’clock in the morning.”

 Haruki Murakami, The Wind-up Bird Chronicle (via whyallcaps)
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
anisscream:

Sugar we’re going down
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
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