Lana + Krane: Krenshawâs Inside a dimly lit room, Lana sways to the music spilling over from the laptop in the next room over. Sporadic laughter and mingling voices can be heard, the only indicatio…
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Gilding the Lily. →
Its five in the morn, I just dunno yet.
Depression is like a bruise that never goes away. A bruise in your mind. You...– Jeffrey Eugenides (via celestialfaun)
It’s true that I’m cold & reserved to other people; I don’t feel affection...– Leonard Woolf, in a letter to Virginia Stephen Woolf, dated 29 April 1912.
There are things I’d like to do to you that require I learn a knot or two.
I have a habit of falling in love with souls who have yet to be at peace with...– Farah Gabdon
cosmo tip #600
expertcosmotips: if he thinks rape jokes are funny go on a romantic boat ride with him and leave him in the middle of the fucking ocean to die
twentysomethinghussy: It is literally embarassing how often I have to pee at work… do other people notice this kind of thing?
I’m not sure what I’ll do, but— well, I want to go places and see people. I want...– F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Ice Palace
And I know Fuck is a bad word, but it sounds so good. Good, like flipping off...– Slip Your Mind - Andrea Gibson
I put my feet in his lap only to have him lift them to his lips to give each a kiss. To feel adored.
babylizard: repeat after me there’s nothing “slutty” or inherently wrong about posting nudes for attention wanting attention is okay being proud of your body is a beautiful thing let’s stop perpetuating the idea that being open with your body/sexuality is somehow a shameful or negative thing because it isn’t and if that makes me slutty or shameful then good i want to be the sluttiest slut...
Maybe with a little bum.
I’m excited to take a smoking set.
Cigarettes are the devil’s dick.
And yet it disturbs me to learn I have hurt someone unintentionally. I want all...– Margaret Atwood
The clitoris isn’t a rubix cube or a mystery. Its right there. Right. There.
you think yourself victim of circumstance, but you are just a boy that never got around to becoming a man. (and so everything else is to be blamed) ((poor baby))
I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature. My attachments...– Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey