bigeisamazing:

ridge:

these hoes aint loyal

this shit would never happen at Target

I was just thinking about someone else touching you and now I can’t decide on whether I want to break their hands or my own.

i just want you all to myself, i’m sorry (via the-psycho-cutie)


I always reblog this picture when I see it on my dash because, although a simple picture, I believe it to be one of the most beautiful things. Just that people could hold so many memories on this old, worn out mattress which is not of beauty but could have had something as beautiful as falling in love happen on it.

I always reblog this picture when I see it on my dash because, although a simple picture, I believe it to be one of the most beautiful things. Just that people could hold so many memories on this old, worn out mattress which is not of beauty but could have had something as beautiful as falling in love happen on it.

“I would always tell her where my hands were going to be, ‘Girl, I’m going to touch your thigh, then your chest.’ Pretty soon [Schilling] was like, ‘I don’t care where your hands are going to be, I trust you, touch me wherever the hell you want.’”