Best friend dates are the bomb.com.
He wasn’t ready…
I’VE WATCHED THIS 18 FUCKIN TIMES AND I HAVE TEARS STREAMING DOWN MY FACE I DON’T KNOW WHAT’S BETTER THE NOISE OR THE FUCKING LOOK HE GIVES
This is my favorite post ever
I’ve been sitting on my back porch for an hour watching my cat stalk a leafy bug through the sliding glass door.
Wow my life is pathetically uneventful.
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In love with the fact that I can now see my collar bones.
I’m stuck between wanting raw, violent sex and pure, gag-me romance.
Or gag-me, raw, violent, choke me til I almost pass out, leg rubber-izing sex.
Or all of the aboveeee, what’s up.
God I want to be ravaged.
You see, I’ve written a million poems, hoping that somehow, maybe some way, you’ll jump out of the page and be closer to me because if you were here, right now, I would massage your back until your skin sings songs that your lips don’t even know the words to.
If you find a girl that is willing to go through hell just to keep the relationship going, you really shouldn’t take her love for granted.
Going through hell for someone and in return being taken for granted was the most painful thing I’ve ever experienced. Never. Again.