My nights are for overthinking, my mornings are for oversleeping.
going down on a girl you care for is like drinking your favorite juice from your favorite cup.
nn (via shaelii)

(Source: thehappysoldier)

I don’t give a shit about grand gestures or flowers at my door, I just want your teeth across my neck and my lips pressed to the small of your back, I want your stupid fucking sense of humour making me laugh at 4am when I have to be up at 6.
HE. (via stayygone)


Are you a piece of art because I’d like to nail you up against a wall


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(Source: mayfly-soul)

Somos todas las cartas que no enviamos, somos los abrazos que nunca dimos. Somos esos besos que se quedaron con ganas de más, esas tardes que no disfrutamos. Somos esos orgasmos que no alcanzamos, las borracheras en las que vomitamos. Somos las tazas de café que quedan a medias, ese mensaje que nunca enviamos. Somos la canción favorita que nunca dedicamos, esos libros que que no terminamos de leer. Somos ese dolorsito rico, soportable, excitante.
Somos algo.  (via besoscosmicos)


*deepthroats an elote*