#o.....k

[sugarglider-s]

Your vampire ah reminds me of this one myth where this girl hears a story about this dued who if you go Into his woods without a present he’ll take your virginity and she just straight up goes gets pregnant and saves him from being sacrificed

[hearttstopper]

Just look how much freedom Louis has!! His entire first album is going to be promoted around stunts. Shit promo for KMM and a red carpet for the shit song about E. Next stop: stuntmongers Sirius! Oh, he's come so far, hasn't he? And lovely Simon has introduced a new talking point about all the het sex and drugs he did during the year he made his oopsie baby. This is going to be one big fuckfest. And the guy doing the YT interviews comes from the Sun. He was in a senior position there during BG.

[theunexpectedfifth]

"this straight relationship is more egalitarian than patriarchal, so it's way more queer than a lot of actual queer couples"

[lesellieknope]

“Me and Robin Thicke, the whole time said, ‘You know we’re about to make history right now,’”

Miley Cyrus (really)

[idalisrps]

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[scalethechainlinkfence]

There are parts of me that shouldn't belong to you.

There are pieces and places that I know

you know

you have

And I know you're keeping them locked up in the deepest parts of you until the next time we decide to rip at each other's throats. 

Not a single inch of me is mine. Every part of me belongs to you. Even the parts I hid from you grazed under your wandering arms and pulled them right from beneath my skin. Your hands hold my heart so tightly behind my rib cage I'm afraid I'll crumble to pieces. You squeeze my lungs just enough to steal a few breaths of mine in exchange for the hairs on the back of your neck.

No words could compare to our skin buzzing against each others. Electrified by our hands hiding beneath our clothes.

I've been trying for

months now

and every day it gets worse.

and you keep forgetting

If anything you could call this extraordinary. How can two people communicate without words?  I've said I love you a million times just by moving against you in my sleep.

Even my smell gets carried home with you when you walk out the door.

Last time I saw you, you wrote secrets into the fog in my windows. And with the warm air and the seasons, I sit in my car and breathe in your smell and read our memories across the windshield and remember the idea that you once loved me too. 

Sometimes the souls of my shoes ache so deep that I dont think I'll make it to saturday. And more than all of this, I wish I was there. I rip against your pockets and claw my way so deep you wish I had the strength to let go.

If I miss you had ever been enough I would have torn you apart by now. 

Two wrongs don’t make a right, but twisting the knife makes it so much easier to move on.

[frrstbndrnts-blog]

i literally had a dream where they put the colons back in front of the urls.

that was the dream.