May 2013
4 tags
“Come on,” he says, pulling me along beside him. We stop in front of a painting of a boy and a girl on a marble bench on a fantasy lake in the mountains. Sebastian stands behind me, resting his head on top of mine and wrapping his arms around my shoulders. “Sometimes I wish I could go into that painting. Close my eyes and wake up there. I’d stay there forever.”
But what about me? screams a voice...
your-forever-is-all-ineed:
bras are so expensive like i didn’t choose the boob life the boob life chose me
pizza:
katherlne:
can tumblr user pizza stop commenting on every post involving pizza tho
yeah wtf how annoying is it
mckiinnaa:
It is 2am.
What is the meaning of life?
She has a fish face.
epic-humor:
palopoli: sex is a ~sensation~ caused by a tEmPtAtIoN when a guy sticks his l-o-c-a-t-i-o-n in a girls **destination** to increase the population for the next generati0n…u get my —explanation— or need a demonstration?!?!
2 tags
I don’t wanna wait forever to get married, but I also don’t want to settle down as of right now. I want to be able to live life and enjoy myself, you know? I love him dearly, though. I’ve never been in love with anyone before. He’s the one. I just know it…
poopflow:
ah yes i have finally found it
the g spot
