January 2012
2 tags
omg can't wait for new years kiss
December 2011
i like turtles: You bring the wine →
claritea:
When we meet, I will touch your neck. The pulse in your swollen glands is the best place to feel unbearable orgasm. And I will coo to you in soft, eloquent voices about how much I need stability and how the words of Henry Rollins make me crave a good fuck. Because solipsism, it is a lifestyle, and…
“All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave...”
– Anatole France (via girlwithoutwings)
woe is me post of the day
i normally am good with keeping my emotions to myself but for some reason if people yell or scream at me i can never help myself and end up getting all sensitive and shit. i do not understand my body.
