annaverity:

Guess there’s really something to that whole, Movies with female leads don’t do well schtick.

annaverity:

Guess there’s really something to that whole, Movies with female leads don’t do well schtick.

turkey-imported-from-maine:

firelorcl:

meladoodle:

i wanna be a reverse tooth fairy where i rob people and then scatter human teeth on their bed

a dentist

i dont know what your dentist is doing to you but i think you need to go to the police

lalna:

i wanna date someone and live with them in a shitty apartment but be happy about it because we are happy together and we can decorate it with stupid dorky posters of shit we like and figurines and art and we can cook weird recipes we found on the internet and eat them and watch cartoons even if the food is gross because we made it and we’re perfect

"Have sex. Have dirty, raunchy sex. Have sex in the bed, on the counter, in the car, in the bathroom. Have it everywhere. Have passionate love making sex. Fuck. Go slow. Gaze into their eyes. Learn every curve and bump on their body. Learn what makes them quiver. Learn what makes them cum the hardest. Feel their body and fall back in love with them. Just have sex." - stayy0ungandwild (via valledeparaiso)

"Kick your feet up. You deserve it.
That cubicle you’ve spent 9 hours in today?
Not a prison. Make that bitch your own haven.
This is your tiny kingdom and you rule like
the royalty you know courses through your veins.
Kick your feet up. You earned it.
The library you’ve poured 3 days into?
An asylum? Never. This is the last bastion
in which you are gifted with the sacred scriptures
and only you can interpret them. That essay
is living proof that minds cut sharper than swords.
Kick your feet up. You did it.
Become the stretched leg, relax champion
of your bedroom, of your city.
Take a breather. You’ve been working
so hard. Then grin and look at your
hands. You’ve got so much more you want
to accomplish, don’t you?" - Alex Dang!

"

Winter— with its dead trees,
with its icy eyelashes.
with weeks of covering him in blankets
until he stopped shivering,
with months of promising the sun,

with me.

Spring is new life,
and I cannot argue with that.
Its warmth replaced mine,
its light drowned me out,
he doesn’t need me anymore.

" - Winter/Spring

ARTIST: Kate Nash
TRACK: I'm Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How To Dance With You
ALBUM: Made of Bricks
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