We looked at each other a little too long to be ‘just friends’.
'Just Friends' (via sh-ocking)




I want to come home to you and taste the waiting on your lips. I want the roses in my hand to fall on the floor because of the impact of your embrace. I want my nails etched into the trench of your back as you bury your head into my collarbone, while your lips unintentionally press against my neck. I want to feel the beating of your heart as it brings me to my knees. I want to taste the desire seeping through your skin and hear the distress exhaled of your lungs. I want your sigh of relief and I want you endlessly.
I want every inch of you as you’ve already taken me.

Connotativewords | jl | You and Me (via connotativewords)






"why do you wear a lot of black?" because i’m ready for your funeral bitch

(Source: kidlea)



I’m tired of getting fucked in ways that don’t end in an orgasm.
(via bawszilla)

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