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And i really love rain

human:

walking barefoot in the locker room of a public pool like

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marilynmeth:

porkrub:

aidenmorse:

Bottles of Gatorade Blue Bolt floating in a bath of Powerade Mountain Blast, 2013

Is this supposed to be art

rhapsodybrohemian:

Think of me and use my pictures when you touch yourself.

August 21 with 179 notes

bellsket:

"This is why you can’t trust women! They’re so good at makeup and wear it to fool guys into thinking they’re hot!"

shit. girls he’s on to us *washes off makeup to reveal lizard face and climbs up a wall* we will return with a new disguise. soon the power of earthly men will fall

August 21 with 220,254 notes
  • Yesterday: horny
  • Today: horny
  • Tomorrow: horny
  • Next week: horny
  • Next month: horny
  • Apocalypse: horny
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nicholasspetricca:

she took my arm. I don't know how it happened.

BEST SONG EVER OH MY
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blairfucker:

✞
The Signs thoughts

12-stars:

Aries: I’m better than all of you assholes

Taurus: I could eat some cake right now.

Gemini: I’m going to pretend I care about what you just said

Cancer: I need hugs and cookies.

Leo: Fuck u bitch I’m fabulous, bow down to me. 

Virgo: You’re all uncultered swines.

Libra: Stop war hug more

Scorpio: I tired of your bullshit, I just wanna sleep

Sagittarius: I wanna fuck your girlfriend

Capricorn: Sex sex sex sex sex sex sex

Aquarius: I’m hot.

Pisces: Fuck my life.

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❝I hope you meet someone who wants to experience you and not just sees you by their eyes. Someone who doesn’t only want to have sex with you but moves their fingers over your body like trying to find a city on a world map and mark their favourite destinations. Someone who wants to experience you like a masterpiece. whenever we observe a masterpiece we get the urge to touch it and most of the time we do, involuntarily, because it’s so perfect that we not only want to see it with our eyes and forget it’s details later on because I read somewhere that every time you recall a memory your brain edits it bit by bit so we long to experience it so that each part which contributes to it’s perfection stays with us afterall how scary it would be to forget how perfect you felt. So I hope someone experiences you like a summer breeze stroking your hair, like the warmth of bonfire on a chilly winter night, like the taste of that traditional homemade dish by a mother for her children who’s taste forever lingers in their mouth. I hope you find someone who justifies in treating you like the perfect art you are.
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angryblackman:

"How are your grades?"

"What are you majoring in?"

"Have you got a girlfriend?"

"What do you want to do when you graduate?"

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