fuck-yeah-obeysupreme:

a women letting you see her naked is her trusting you to the fucking core. don’t take it for granted. something like that may be minor to you but to her. its everything.

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"I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible,
and when I leave you will finally understand
why storms are named after people."
- (via wolf-cub)

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2pale4porn:

im living a shitty version of skins

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"

You’re going to be sad.
You’re going to want to scream and punch things.
Do it.
Let out every ounce of anger you have.
Sit on the floor and cry until you feel numb.
Listen to songs that make your heart sink to your feet.
Write angry letters to all the people who have broken you, left you, ignored you or hurt you.
Throw your hairbrush at the wall.
Do it twelve times.
Do it until you feel like you can breathe again.

You’re going to be sad.
You’re going to want to hurt yourself.
Don’t you dare do it.
Sit on the floor and watch cartoons like you did when you were little.
Listen to songs that make you want to dance around your bedroom in your underwear at 3 A.M.
Make paper airplanes out of those angry letters and watch them soar into the fireplace.
Brush all the knots out of your hair and say “I am worth it” into the mirror.
Say it twelve times.
Say it until you feel like you can breathe again.

You’re going to be sad.
You’re going to get through it.

"
- (via myfavorite-what-if)

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slippersaremyweakness:

fat-feminist:

frankierofightingsociety:

why doesn’t anywhere sell normal clothes for women? like i want a plain black fuckin sweater not a mohair cross stitch embroidered cropped asymmetrical slouch longline short sleeved drop hem thing with a hole in the back 

can i get an amen

Sorry, we only stock the Amen in size XXS.

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thatgirlwhoknows:

I want your scent infused with mine

In my bedsheets, our bodies intertwined

Spending hours losing my breaths and sighs

In the middle of the night containing our cries

My head on your shoulder, lips on your skin

Numb, falling sensation, tossing and turning

Thoughts of…

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rip-homegirl:

let’s talk about the universe and make out

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"Will you search me out,
like your first morning coffee,
like your first warm sip?"
- Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)

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