20 10 / 2014

supernatural-tardis:

i had a crush on this guy and i decided to pull a Pavlov on him by offering him whenever i saw him  this brand of candy he seemed to really like and after a while whenever he saw me he got excited for a second then you could see his expression shift to wondering the why the hell was he so happy to see me and i swear it was the evilest thing but also the most hilarious i made a guy like me by conditioning him into associating me to a candy he liked

(via themockingjay-wholived)

20 10 / 2014

squid-in-a-party-hat:

I have no reason why. But here’s a picture of Eminem and Elton John holding hands.

squid-in-a-party-hat:

I have no reason why. But here’s a picture of Eminem and Elton John holding hands.

(via intensional)

20 10 / 2014

20 10 / 2014

(Source: trashcanland, via supermoclel)

20 10 / 2014

20 10 / 2014

twerknit:

is that Lorde

twerknit:

is that Lorde

(Source: sexlesslovers, via intensional)

20 10 / 2014

koolaicl:

*12 year old boy voice* should we do it dude?

koolaicl:

*12 year old boy voice* should we do it dude?

(via intensional)

20 10 / 2014

"The first time he calls you holy,
you laugh it back so hard your sides hurt.
The second time,
you moan gospel around his fingers
between your teeth.
He has always surprised
you into surprising yourself.
Because he’s an angel hiding his halo
behind his back and
nothing has ever felt so filthy
as plucking the wings from his shoulders—
undressing his softness
one feather at a time.
God, if you’re out there,
if you’re listening,
he fucks like a seraphim,
and there’s no part of scripture
that ever prepared you for his hands.
Hands that map a communion
in the cradle of your hips.
Hands that kiss hymns up your sides.
He confesses how long he’s looked
for a place to worship and,
oh,
you put him on his knees.
When he sinks to the floor and moans
like he can’t help himself,
you wonder if the other angels
fell so sweet.
He says his prayers between your thighs
and you dig your heels into the base of his spine
until he blushes the color of your filthy tongue.
You will ruin him and he will thank you;
he will say please.
No damnation ever looked as cozy as this,
but you fit over his hips like they
were made for you.
You fit, you fit, you fit.
On top of him, you are an ancient god
that only he remembers and he
offers up his skin.
And you take it.
Who knew sacrifice was so profane?
And once you’ve taught him how to hold
your throat in one hand
and your heart in the other,
you will have forgotten every other word,
except his name."

PROFANE, by Ashe Vernon (via 5000letters)

(via potterswan)

20 10 / 2014

spookycapecod:

all i want in life is to go to concerts and have good eyebrows

(Source: brobogans, via meannothing)

20 10 / 2014

20 10 / 2014

datkarkatass:

the-stars-descend:

the-stars-descend:

You’re living, you occupy space, and you have mass.

You know what that means?

You matter

this is the most inspirational pun i have ever seen

(via feeding-on-chaos)

20 10 / 2014

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19 10 / 2014

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19 10 / 2014

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19 10 / 2014

fulmadz:

I have like 277262 kisses saved up for you

(via n-cholas)