PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Sweet Seals For You, Always

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Claire Keane
occasionally subtle

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Mike Driver
Keni
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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@adriscorner
Touch the booty. Slap the booty. Let the booty know it’s special
Me: *feels it start to get cooler at nights*
Me:
R H O S E I
I think kissing is the most pure and raw form of physical contact there could ever be. Sex is intimate, sure, but you can have sex with anyone. A kiss though, my god. A kiss can change your world. A small touch between two pairs of lips can blow your mind. Whether it be short and sweet, or long and intense. And when you find someone that looks at you like you’re more beautiful than a blossoming rose; you never want to feel another’s lips against yours ever again.
The Purity of a Kiss (via beautiful-disaster-777)
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how lucky do two people have to be in order to fall for each other at exactly the right time in exactly the right way
Words are powerful things. They can break hearts and make panties wet.
Michael Faudet (via michaelfaudet)
But I don’t want small talk. Text me, and without saying hello, tell me why you got so angry at your sister this morning. Tell me why you have a scar shaped like Europe on the left side of your neck. Send me paragraphs about the time you spent at your grandmother’s house that one summer. Call me when I’m half asleep and tell me why you believe in God. Tell me about the first time you saw your dad cry. Go on for hours about things that may not seem important because I promise that I’ll be hanging on to every word you say. Tell me everything. I don’t want someone who just talks about the weather.
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Don't ever let a guy with a patchy "beard" ruin your life.
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