March 2010
February 2010
“If I should think of love
I’d think of you, your arms uplifted,
Tying your...”
– Shakespeare (via whittneyloves) (via robot-heart)
this perfectly describes my roommate and her boyfriend’s relationship; is it creepy that I know that?
fuck
shitty music. fuck bras, fuck virginity. fuck being tired and fuck certainty. I want to ride high tonight.
Where You Go When She Sleeps by T.R. Hummer
What is it when a woman sleeps, her head bright In your lap, in your hands, her breath easy now as though it had never been Anything else, and you know she is dreaming, her eyelids Jerk, but she is not troubled, it is a dream That does not include you, but you are not troubled either, It is too good to hold her while she sleeps, her hair falling Richly on your hands, shining like metal, a...
hallelujah:
schamberlin:
hallelujah:
cuz ya know i love it young, fresh, and green with no hair in between, know what i mean?
halee: rambles
sorry slade, halee wanted to comment. and is that a vagina?!
wouldnt you ladies like to know ;] ask biggie smalls
beautiful
halee: rambles
hallelujah:
cuz ya know i love it young, fresh, and green with no hair in between, know what i mean?
halee: rambles
sorry slade, halee wanted to comment. and is that a vagina?!
“S M T W T F S
there’s always a WTF moment
in everyone’s week…”
– (via vincegalvez) (via pseudopoetry)
