behindmyteeth: i will write my poems on your skin with my mouth, breathing each syllable onto each inch of your neck, forming constellations from your freckles, tracing the outline of your body against mine. we won’t need pens to write our poems anymore.
So I was driving along with my best friend in the passenger seat next to me. Suddenly the car in front of me skidded on ice and I had to emergency brake. Before I knew it my hand was across my friend to stop her from flying forwards She looked at me and told me she couldn’t believe that my first thought would be to save her. I didn’t have the heart to tell her that, as a pizza delivery driver, I...
elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey: castiels-feathery-butt: tyflowsion: what if ducks threw bread back at you you’d have to duck this is one of those posts that makes you step back and re-examine your entire worldview
netlfix: hash brownies will be served at my wedding
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solubility: the hole in my heart can only be filled by a #2 pencil. Do not use a mechanical pencil. Do not leave any stray marks.
PLEASE PLEASE interrupt me to tell me how to live my life. Fucking asshole.
thechronicleofshe: I wonder if you’re allowed to make friends in Hell. Or is it kind of like silent reading time, but with more fire.
You know that moment when you’re reading a book and you just have to stop and bite your lip and squeal or sigh or close your eyes and wrinkle your nose and forehead and press the book against your heart and just like sit there and try to soak up the gorgeous literature via osmosis? That’s my favorite part of reading.
unfollower: when I was a kid my best friend was from this super conservative christian family who didn’t let her listen to anything but gospel music and she wasn’t allowed to watch PG movies until she was 13 but now she’s a polyamorous bisexual atheist who follows her favorite bands around on tour all the time so I guess it all worked out
jakemalik: jakemalik: what if every time you sneezed you had an orgasm
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whenthewildwindblowss: I notice everything. And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I...
venusaurphobia: The correct pronunciation of “colonel” is, without exaggeration, the stupidest thing on this planet
majintru: what am i doing with my life *packs another bowl*