If you don’t like where you are, move on. You are not a tree.
Reblogged from đź’®
Reblogged from Mental Alchemy
I’m tired of getting fucked in ways that don’t end in an orgasm.
— (via pumpinforchange)
Reblogged from BITCHCRAFT
Come lay with me. I wanna talk about nothing with someone that means something.

(via yannase)

Someone that means everything you mean

(via japanuu)

Reblogged from ulfr kona.
Reblogged from The Skeleton Witch

The more I think about it

The more I understand. I can tell when we talk. I can tell how every time I feel as if its time for me to go, how you keep the conversation going. I can tell when you come to my mind in thought and make your presence known. Or how she hates me now. I am spoken for and its rocky with them. Not once has there been a moment of temptation as we both see it in our eyes that we just connect with ESP. The unspoken rules. Yet I cant stop daydreaming.
I think we both know that this is enough for us. Like we are holding of for years to come. As if we are waiting for an odd chain of events to happen so we can taste and maybe even fulfill that lust. It doesn’t seem as If it would ruin what friendship has become

Reblogged from ~ IndieSunshine ~
Perhaps
it is because
she drinks
too much coffee
and spends
so much
time alone
that her heart
can never
beat in time
with anyone else’s.
— the coffee-drinker; (R.N.)
Reblogged from Disquieting Thoughts