your mum

UK

[bnmxfld]

[morganrae-x-o]

[craves]

Leave a color in my ask

Deep Red - I’m in love with you. Red - I love you. Pink - I think you’re cute. Blue - You’re amazing. Rose - You’re pretty. Purple - You’re hot. Plum - I would fuck you. Violet - I would date you. Aqua - I could stay on your blog for hours. Lavender - You are my tumblr crush. Orange - I want to get to know you. Tangerine - We have a lot in common. Amber - I wish you would notice me. Cream - I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog. Beige - I don’t know you at all. Yellow - I don’t like your blog. Green - I don’t like you. Olive - I think you are unattractive. Brown - I hate you. Grey - You scare me. Black - Delete your tumblr.

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Reblog and see if you get a colour

[morganrae-x-o]

mahogany: im gay

crimson: ur gay

scarlet: we're gay together. like together-together. we're dating.

blood orange: do u want to share a bowl of macaroni

honey: would you be open to ordering a pizza together sometime. like are we friends in that way

butterscotch: i would give you candy if i could

PANTONE® 315 C: i want to message you off anon but i am too shy

chartreuse: what do u think kissing is like

seafoam: we should be friends

teal: my friends say we should date

celadon: i want to hug you

wisteria: i support and believe in u

lavandar: please await further correspondence!

eggplant: boy howdy!

[suckmyassbitchh]

[suckmyassbitchh]

[suckmyassbitchh]

[suckmyassbitchh]

[flyingtothelesbianrainbow]

[tokiobordell]

[data-69-deactivated20180824]

[lesbian-in-brighton]

There’s no shit hotter than when a girl grabs your face and kisses you with fierce intensity, her tongue touching your own, creating a storm in your stomach.

[girlrose]

[10ctombrie]

“Stay away from people who make you feel like you aren’t worth their time.”

— Unknown (via deeplifequotes)

[05am]

[qaradise]

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[wordsnquotes]

“To whoever loves me next, I’m sorry if I’m afraid of you or if days of flirting turn to radio silence, without warning. I’m sorry if I make you say the words over and over and over until I believe them. (I’m sorry if I don’t believe them.) I will probably spend more time worrying about losing you than I spend trying to keep you. Trouble is, every single time I’ve ever thought something was too good to be true– I’ve been right. Understand, I will know how to be vulnerable with you, but I won’t know how not to regret it. And I have no idea how deep we’ll be into this relationship before I admit I’ve never done this before. Not really. Not in any way that counts. Before I admit that I know how to put my body inside someone else’s but not how to make it beautiful. I probably won’t be easy to love. Too many people loved me badly, I’m not sure I know how to do it right.”

— Ashe Vernon

[comeuppancee]

call me to tell me you’ve missed my voice because i always miss yours