lubricates:

The sexual tension between me and no one.

(via cashandkushh)

slloths:

*gets anon hate from the dog with a blog*

(Source: mcwrap, via fuckyeahtxtposts)

At the end of their relationship, she asked if they could still remain friends. His face was expressionless until he said, ‘No. Because we put friends in boxes. You see them once in a while or even a lot, but still they have their box in your life, their specific place. Their category. That’s one of the great things about being someone’s love - you have no box in their life because you’re part of all their boxes. You’re their friend, their lover, their confidante - all those things. I don’t want to be put in one of your boxes and I don’t want to shrink you to fit into one of mine. - Jonathan Carroll (via hellanne)

(via sexguilt)

Do you ever sometimes think dirty thoughts when you’re in a public place and then start to think about if someone is telepathic so you start throwing around random things in your head like oooh cupcakes

(Source: pantere, via fake-mermaid)

the-vashta-nerada:

can touchscreens feel us

(via fuckyeahtxtposts)

malcolmross:

dnt let anyone with bad eyebrows tell u shit about life

(via fuckah0lic)