Monterey Bay Aquarium

ellievsbear

roma★
occasionally subtle
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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tannertan36
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we're not kids anymore.
Claire Keane
ojovivo
Jules of Nature
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
taylor price
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

Origami Around
hello vonnie
Misplaced Lens Cap
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@bel1ef
Now you’re gone I write about you to keep you alive.
- o. leary
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página 252 do livro: “todas as coisas que eu te escreveria se pudesse”.
and with those eyes, you could have set the sky on fire, but you chose to burn me instead.
(via fkwyr)
“I can kill the desire, but I can’t kill the tenderness, the need to touch you when your eyes are dark, when you are pale.”
— Anaïs Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1939-1947
jeanette winterson, written on the body
Não foi desejo. Nem vontade, nem curiosidade, nem nada disso. Foi um choque elétrico meio que de surpresa, desses que te deixa com o corpo arrepiado, coração batendo acelerado e cabelo em pé . Foi sentimento . Não foi planejado, nem premeditado. Foi só um querer estar perto e cuidar, tomar todas as dores e lágrimas como se fossem suas. A vontade e o desejo vieram depois, bem depois. Não foi um lance de corpo, foi um lance de alma. Não foram os olhos, nem os sorrisos, nem o jeito de andar ou de se vestir, foram as palavras. Uma saudade e uma urgência daquilo que nunca se teve, mas era como se já tivesse tido antes. Foi amor. É amor.
Tati Bernardi. (via arcaicas)
The inside of your mouth knows what mine tastes like, does it miss me? Does your tongue get confused when you kiss other people? Do your teeth? Do you drink orange juice and feel the bite of me at the back of your throat? What does your hair look like when it’s mussed by a different set of fingers? Does something inside of you know that it’s wrong? Does your bed look funny without me in it? Do your sheets? What about the kitchen table? Are your hands looking for my hips? Are they looking for my thighs? Do you miss me? Do you miss me?
Azra.T “A List of Questions I Can’t Ask You Now” (via vollenden)
“Tô te implorando lentamente pra dizer alguma coisa que me pare enquanto eu declaro que tô desistindo de você.”
— Daniel Bovolento.
One day I won’t be able to remember the tempting colour of your eyes, or even the way you used to laugh. I look forward to that day.
timid
Call Out My Name // The Weeknd
I really think there are people who you will love forever, whether or not they remain in your life for that long.