boyfriend & me at prom last night #drunk #flowerdestroyedjustleavesleft

if you’re ever feeling down and unappreciated just think of the members of maroon 5 that aren’t adam levine 

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30th November, FridayReblog

If you have boobs but you are still paying for your drinks, contact us, you might be doing something wrong.

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13th November, TuesdayReblog
SEX

Sex is not a goddamn performance.

Sex should feel as natural as drinking water.

It should not require confidence.

Sex should happen, because the moment is ripe.

Ripening lips, ripening labia, ripening cock, ripening pupils, ripening state of being. Ripe and augmented and brimming. Your energy goes to your pumping heart, then to every external nerve, then to theirs, on fire.

You bask, roll, play in it. You sigh, moan, laugh.

It’s not about being “good in bed.”

It’s about being happy.

One should never worry if they’re doing it “correctly.” Sex is not factual. I don’t want your cookie-cutter sex, I don’t want your meticulously crafted, calculated, fool-proof fuck. I don’t want a show. I want you. Let your instincts, urges and whims define that. It’s enough.

What do most girls like? Forget about it. Statistics are meaningless when there’s only one. Hello, here’s me. Here’s you.

Don’t worry about taking it too slow. We got time. We got infinite rhythms, combinations, possibilities. Explore each fuck. Take our time. We can do a different one later.

Don’t worry about making me come. I’m here. Right where I want to be.

I am overwhelmed by wanting; you don’t have to convince me. I want you because I like you. So don’t put on a front. Don’t taint this.

I’m frustrated—it’s just authenticity I want.

It’s originality.

It’s passion.

It’s joy.

Don’t say that something I like is ugly. Don’t compare yourself to the rest. You will live and die with and within your experiences like everyone else. If someone thinks you are amazing, they are not wrong. Their universe is as real as any other; it is forged through perception.

I don’t care if you accidentally slammed my head into the wall, if you slipped out, if my arm cracked, if the delightful pressure of your wet lips on my anything made a silly sound. There is no right way and no wrong way.

“Good in bed,” what.

You’re good in my bed. I’m pleased you’re there. I feel it suits you.

Shove your technique. Let your memory swallow it. Fuck me like you’d fuck me, fuck me like you feel.

This isn’t a test.

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12th September, WednesdayReblog

when i’m studying and/or doing homework the most interesting thing in the world is to count how many doors there are in my house and if the refrigerator door counts or not

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11th September, TuesdayReblog

Ustedes jodanme lo que quieran pero James Blunt piensa que soy beautiful.

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2nd September, SundayReblog

baby, I got you doin’ dirt, doin’ dirt,

and now you wanna find me but i’m off the run,

your heart’s exploding like a burning sun,

you know I like it when it hurts, when it hurts…

hold me, we’re dancing in the dark of the night

i’m shining like a neon light

you light me up when you get inside

so won’t you touch me? cause everybody’s watching us now

we’re putting on a show for the crowd

i’ll turn it up baby, make it loud…

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30th August, ThursdayReblog

“Try to tell you no, but my body keeps on telling you yes.”

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23rd August, ThursdayReblog

I measure everything in dwarfs. One block, 100 metres, that’s 100 dwarfs. The other day this guy measured one dwarf and three quarters. Fan tas tic.

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13th August, MondayReblog

hi, the only thing that talked to me today was the microwave

it didn’t even talk but it says HELLO on the little screen and for me that was a social interaction 

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12th August, SundayReblog
How foolish it is to think that we love only with our hearts. The heart is just an organ with a job to do, a quota to fill. When I love, I don’t love with a blood-pumping machine. I love with every inch of my body. I love you with my knees and my fingertips, with my elbows and my collarbones. With my freckles and my knuckles, my wrinkles and my scars.And I love you with all the spaces in between.

i wish i was a little seaweed plant, because seaweed plants don’t study so i wouldn’t have to study, like i’m doing now ): ): ):

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30th July, MondayReblog

I would love it if one night the sun came out to bother and confuse people and everyone would be like but you are the sun you only come out during the day what are you doing here o_O. Hugs.

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15th June, FridayReblog

I was having a really nice day and i went outside and was all happy and stuff until suddenly CROCS AND SOCKS o_O

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14th June, ThursdayReblog

Gosh i went in to have a shower and in the shower there was a ketchup. o_O And ketchup is not a metaphor of anything, there was a family sized ketchup bottle, in the shower. Bye.

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12th June, TuesdayReblog