#pffft idk

like i remember the plot right- obvs im the author TT but like.. when i tell you i rarely remember when i had for lunch a couple of days ago.. im not exaggerating

talent, kettle, forest

The silver stud glinted whenever Flint’s axe hit the wood. His muscular back was dotted by the sunlight beams and Silver wondered if the fabric would burn him if he were to touch it. Like the blackened kettle above their fire, matte and smooth but oh so hot and bewitching…

Their camp was by the creek and the forest around them serenaded with thousands of birds. Heart bursting with spring lust and love, Silver felt like singing, too. So why not, alone as they were!

meme // accepting.

The staff car-park at the Snow White was a wonderful place. Jimmy and Little Jake could often be found smoking and fucking around in this wonderfully secluded spot. It was daytime, Jimmy had been up all night so, to him, reality felt sort of altered. Add to that he had a joint hanging out his mouth, and you’ve got a picture of a man well past giving a shit. He frowned at the girl, but nonetheless proceeded to pick the joint out his mouth and stick his tongue out in return. 

Love is a terrific trophy to place upon your mantel

Or a brazen broach to don proud on your every outfit.

To some, it is a rag which they wish to dismantle

And tear from their bare skin, making sure to omit

Any endearing details they once did dote.

Love can be a philanthropist to the

Lost and lacking beings of no note,

Giving those beggars new wealth. A

Different side to love can

Turn to theft and fraud;

Pennies of hope, gone.

Love fidgets, flawed,

But lacks lies;

A new