— Emily Henry; People we meet on vacation
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@marleyxxxo
— Emily Henry; People we meet on vacation
I hate when people are like “so tell me about yourself”. What do you want like my trauma or my favourite colour let’s be specific.
very fucked up that you can try insanely hard your whole life to make all the right choices and yet you can’t escape bad outcomes. like what the flip
Reposting this from 11 years ago when I originally reposted.. still true
“Sext: Pull me into your chest. Inhale me like one of your cigarettes. Savor my taste; soak in my scent. Allow me to leave you gasping for fresh air. Sext: I’m exhausted. I no longer wish to imagine your hands tracing the contour of my frame. Dominate me. Wake my body from the unconscious wasteland it has become. Please, climb inside of me and plant your presence. Sext: I thought I was finished with inviting toxins in to taint my bloodstream, but holy shit, one look at you and I wanted to inject you straight into my veins. Sext: I want to make a home of your lips. Sext; Kiss me until the only thing I can taste is your name burned into my tongue. Sext: I’ll look up at you through green eyes and I’ll feel you shake. Sext: I feel you breathe “fuck” on to my neck and I moan your name into your ear. Sext: Our bodies pressed against each other could write symphonies. I want to become the song you can’t get out of your head. Sext: I crave your fingertips on my mouth. Sext: I’d like to drown in you. Sext: Touch me. Touch me. Touch me. Sext: I wouldn’t mind melting into you. Sext: I bet you feel so good between my thighs.”
— Sexts - cocainerocks (via cocainerocks)
i love you. you made a mistake? i dont care i love you. you made a wrong choice? love you. you don’t think you’re good for anything? guess what you’re good for loving i love you
@marleyxxxo
Happiness Will Come To You.
when tho
When You Least Expect It. Probably Late March
reblog for happiness to come for you in late march!
I reblogged this last year and I hung out with blink-182 backstage on March 30. Reblogging again because it worked the first time.
honestly, last year one of the best days of my life happened in late March
reblog or reply with your love song. you know, the one that you think is what love sounds like
Reblogging again so I can listen to all the songs