I found your street on google maps
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.
I wish boobs did the bra thing without having to wear the bra
I don’t give a fuck what people think because people don’t think
— kanye (via fuckinq)
I think the hardest thing for me to wrap my head around is the fact that things won’t ever be the way they once were. Even if I tried to find your heart again, it would be much different than the way I left it.
— Cassie Marin (via jennayliu)
in a body that can’t
— Margaret Gibson, from “The Waiting” (via myrtsi)
When people treat you like they don’t care, believe them.
— (via lolaandwillow)
Everything passes. Everything changes. Just do what you think you should do.
— Bob Dylan (via coca-koala)