I want to come home to you and taste the waiting on your lips. I want the roses in my hand to fall on the floor because of the impact of your embrace. I want my nails etched into the trench of your back as you bury your head into my collarbone, while your lips unintentionally press against my neck. I want to feel the beating of your heart as it brings me to my knees. I want to taste the desire seeping through your skin and hear the distress exhaled of your lungs. I want your sigh of relief and I want you endlessly.
I want every inch of you as you’ve already taken me.
*drinks vodka* *gags* “ugh I hate vodka” *drinks vodka*
I give a fuck. I give lots of fucks, actually. I’m a prostitute of feelings.
I read this comic 2 days ago and I’m STILL laughing at it
What is love?
Her definition was by far my favorite
youre gonna look so goddamn cool
FACT OF THE DAY: mars is called the red planet because during the cold war it sided with the communists
Buy Bo Burnham’s “Egghead” poetry book or you will regret your entire life probably.