Do not look for my heart any more; the beasts have eaten it.

Charles Baudelaire, Flowers of Evil

April 19, 22:27 115 notes
fuck-me:

want
April 19, 22:26 5,589 notes
April 19, 22:26 15,773 notes
April 19, 22:17 99,592 notes

A girl and her bed on Sundays are an endless love affair.

note to self 

April 19, 22:17 105,449 notes
April 19, 22:16 50,217 notes
mirtlemyth:

getting there with the hair
April 19, 22:15 616 notes
April 19, 22:14 21,939 notes

ilovesmoothjazz1998:

overall looking at boys is a rly rewarding experience. talking to them, Not so much

April 18, 18:10
adelineania:

Enjoying one more cup of coffee before meeting up with some cute people (for a coffee date no less).
April 18, 18:09 50,218 notes
April 18, 18:08 288,976 notes
gypsyandelk:

this picture is everything
April 18, 18:07 53,020 notes

When the blood of your veins returns to the sea and the dust of your bones returns to the ground, maybe then will you remember that this earth does not belong to you, you belong to this earth.

Unknown 

April 18, 18:07 47,526 notes
April 18, 18:06 42,335 notes
April 18, 18:05 10,481 notes