Tipsy&Twitchy

It's Twitchy & Tipsy Don't ask how we got the nicknames. Been best friends since 2008. Busting missions is what we do best. Twitchy: red. black. Norwalk, will always rep 562. dirtbikes. Angels. 22. Math ;) Tipsy: Purple. Beach weather. Volleyball. Dodgers. 21. Psychology. ^.<

[just-shower-thoughts]

Drivers who flash their lights to warn of an upcoming speed trap are unsung heroes of the road.

[just-shower-thoughts]

People switching lanes without their turn signals are a literal representation of someone who isn’t willing to lift even a single finger to make a situation a little bit safer for everyone around.

[underwelmed]

source: wetheurban

[water-aesthetics]

[hplyrikz]

““I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you.””

— Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince (via hplyrikz)

[hplyrikz]

I can relate to this

[hplyrikz]

““I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you.””

— Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince (via hplyrikz)

[neoncitybaby-deactivated2020041]

[eyezontheriches]

[spacelesbians-archive-deactivat]

[pussieprint-deactivated20200326]

I should’ve woken up this morning and had my clit sucked like an oxtail bone. But, alas, here we are.

[errrrkkk]

“A Lot” 21 Savage ft. J. Cole

[blossomfully]

“I wanted to kiss him and tell him all of my secrets. I wanted to say I’d been waiting for this feeling for a long time. I wanted him to love me.”

— (via blossomfully)

[blossomfully]

“I write about you,“ she said, "because when my words touch the paper I can pretend that you love me, and I can live in a parallel universe where things are different.”

— Sue Zhao // Nothing but Strawberries #10

[blossomfully]

“He wasn’t mine and I wasn’t his but he was so good at making me feel like we belonged to each other.”

— Sue Zhao

[blossomfully]

I seem to be always writing about you recently

[blossomfully]

“He’d never cared much for strawberries, but that summer her lips were so stained with the juices that they were all he tasted. And he’d never had a favourite fruit, but two years later, a new girl is sat in front of him, laughing at his jokes. “If you could only eat one thing for the rest of your life, what would it be?” She asks playfully. And he remembers how her hands traced the veins in his neck and made their way across his chest. He remembers her soft breathing and limbs draped across his shoulders. “Strawberries.” He tells her. “I could live a life on nothing but strawberries.””

— S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #54 -“Strawberries” (via blossomfully)