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alwaysthegriieve:

do you know
what happens
to sunless flowers?

they become
trees—

worshiped
by the moon.

50c:

Came so quick, the sex tape was a vine

"The devil doesn’t come dressed in a red cape and pointy horns. He comes as everything you’ve ever wished for.”
— Tucker Max, Assholes Finish First (via larmoyante)
"I want to come home to you and taste the waiting on your lips. I want the roses in my hand to fall on the floor because of the impact of your embrace. I want my nails etched into the trench of your back as you bury your head into my collarbone, while your lips unintentionally press against my neck. I want to feel the beating of your heart as it brings me to my knees. I want to taste the desire seeping through your skin and hear the distress exhaled of your lungs. I want your sigh of relief and I want you endlessly.
I want every inch of you as you’ve already taken me.”
Connotativewords | jl | You and Me (via connotativewords)
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