O, Fuck. (exit HAMLET)

Fck it. What’s your moon sign and an album you could listen to beginning to end with no skips?

I want to cook for you. I want to bake for you. I want to share homemade meals and love with you.

I just wanna be kissed senseless. Push me down n sit on my hips, press your lips against mine and make me forget everything that’s been on my mind. Lay with me, pull me on top of you and let’s have sleepy makeouts. After a frustrating day pull me somewhere we won’t get caught and push me against the wall and let’s kiss out the frustration. Let’s just kiss til we forget and then let’s kiss some more.

whatever *drinks red wine* *lies in the middle of road*

i’m curious what’s your sign and would u rather have elf ears or fangs? and why?

sometimes angelic things arent churches and wings and halos. sometimes they are oranges in trees, toast and butter, a very pretty brick wall, someones eyes.