(via blurryxsoul)
Concept: it’s 3am. Candle lit room. A record is spinning. You’re kissing me. We have no worries in the world. We’re warm and content
(via blurryxsoul)
You’re not gonna believe it but I’m thinking about fucked up kinks again
(via blurryxsoul)
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(via lifecomforts)
If you’re not praising/degrading her while fucking her, you’re not doing it right.
pure facts
(via oh-shit-im-kinda-gay)
words cannot describe the childlike wonder and joy felt when you enter a restaurant and they have those fancy soda machines capable of creating Wondrous Concoctions
behold. Potion Maker
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