soulofacityy:

i’ve noticed that a lot of people confuse “respects women” with “respects women they consider respectable”.  

do you ever see a picture of your internet friend for the first time and you just kinda think
it appears i have accidentally befriended a beauty goddess.

How beautiful is it that someone could make your heart beat so fast when you don’t want it to beat at all.
― Ocg (via miaoin)

nosdrinker:

at least i can admit i’m a piece of shit

I’d been hearing my name for 16 damn years but you made it sound like it was worth something.
― (bp)
I wanted to be your first love just as much as I wanted to be your last, and that fucked me up more than anything.
No Man’s Land  (via awkwarddly)
All of a sudden
I miss everyone
even the ones
who are not gone
yet.
The Joy of Being Alive | Lora Mathis (via lora-mathis)
I try more and more to be myself, caring relatively little whether people approve or disapprove.
― Vincent Van Gogh  (via wanduring)
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.
― (via thewastedgeneration)