A burnt child loves the fire.
Oscar Wilde (via paintdeath)

(Source: rabbitinthemoon)

I want to stain your lips with my name
So even if years later we aren’t kissing each other,
Girls will still taste the love we had.

(via falling-deeperinlove)

(Source: sundayyymorningsss)


(Source: orangeis)

I think I might always be in some kind of love with you.
F. Cabanes (via stevenbong)

(Source: pinkrobotboogaloo)

Love, for you,
is larger than the usual romantic love. It’s like a religion. It’s
terrifying. No one
will ever want to sleep with you

Richard Siken, “Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out” (via sunposting)

pink-vulva:

once i take my bra off, don’t ask me to do shit for u bitch bc once that bra comes off, i am clocked out of life. i am done. i am finished. i am logged the fuck out. 

(Source: pinkvelourtracksuit)

I like cancelled plans. And empty bookstores. I like rainy days and thunderstorms. And quiet coffee shops. I like messy beds and over-worn pajamas. Most of all, I like the small joys that a simple life brings.
Notes To Myself (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)