Let It Go
fxck-socixty:

I’m so sick of it.

fxck-socixty:

I’m so sick of it.

I want to fall to sleep with you,
and I could care less
whether it is in
layers upon layers
of clothing
or only our skin–
all I really want is to wake up
not knowing
where I end and you begin.
Beau Taplin, "A Goodnight" (via adventuringsoul)
I want to be the person you’re scared to lose.
(via drunkdilf)

exoticwild:

What I’m really terrified of is leading an average, ordinary life with a regular job and an invariable routine, planned holidays, an average household, fixed responsibilities and not doing anything different to be remembered by.

brutalgeneration:

Road (by PeterGrayPhoto)
morphine-and-cigarettes:

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morphine-and-cigarettes:

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do you ever feel yourself being annoying or antisocial but you just cant stop

I want you.
Right now.
Your lips on mine.
Your hands around my waist.
My lips on your neck.
My hands running through your hair.
Heavy breaths.
Deep stares.
I want you.
Right now.
In my bed.
Right next to me.
Holding me tight.
Talking about anything.
Gentle kisses in between thoughts.
Our tired eyes holding contact.
Slowly falling asleep.
(via sexual-feelings)
I will be your
7 AM sleepy kisses
8 AM French toast
9 AM rushed goodbyes
10 AM love calls
11 AM daydreams
12 PM lunch notes
1 PM new email
2 PM coffee break texts
3 PM reminiscent thoughts
4 PM longing
5 PM drained love
6 PM post-work hugs
7 PM dinner companion
8 PM wine bottle
9 PM tango
10 PM readying for bed
11 PM bedtime stories
12 PM Midnight Sonata
1 AM confessions
2 AM heavy snores
3 AM morning sex
4 AM driftless sleep
5 AM frenzied fantasies
6 AM rapturous sleep
I will be your
Clock.
Grace C., Timepiece (via frankie-wolf)

queer-punk:

i get sexually frustrated just by looking at you

crystuls:

i wish i lost weight as fast as i lose motivation

[accidentally cares more about tv shows and fictional characters than education and academic success]

sadmale:

do you ever feel physically sick because you know you’re not good enough for anybody and you can’t do anything right and you’re too tired