Sep 18, 2014   382994 Notes.

cheese3d:

i think i can accurately say that i can crush a man’s head with my thighs

(via tsupertsundere)

#amazing #i love my big thighs

Sep 18, 2014   38985 Notes.

-atlas:

this is one of the smallest parrots in the world aND I REACHED OUT TO GIVE HIM A SUNFLOWER SEED BUT HE WANTED A HEAD SCRATCH INSTEAD. MY HEART MELTED. JUST LOOK AT HIM

(via jujuproblems)

#I fucking love hatos #bords #LIL BBY #im cry

Sep 18, 2014   984 Notes.

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#eerie

Sep 17, 2014   18485 Notes.

sevenseventhree:

important. watch how you talk about the violence in chicago; understand where it really stems from. if you are blaming communities, get the fuck outta here.

(via msjayjustice)

#important #reference

Sep 17, 2014   133 Notes.

"

Because the first time I kissed a boy I was disgusted. It happened in the last minutes of recess, behind the swings, under the creaky bridge of the old wood structure that we always called a castle. I had been told that princesses always kiss boys. I didn’t know what I was doing, and neither did he. Our small tongues like slugs, slimy and awkward in each other’s mouths.
I thought, this is love, it has to be.

Because when I was too young, a man too old told me he loved me. I didn’t know what I was doing, but he did. He gave me things: movies to make me laugh, and all the ones about ghosts, a new set of paintbrushes, a beautiful marble stamp with my name carved inside. there was a back room full of videos and the wet smell of watercolors drying.
I was carved inside.
People ask me why I don’t paint anymore.

I was fifteen, and summer was just beginning. A slow breeze was lifting the curtains. I was spooning my best friend. The two of us cupped in the soft bowl of a papasan chair, nestled like fragrant fruit ripening, curled into each other. I was fascinated by the way her hair curled soft and golden, so close to me. Close enough to do anything. There was too much closeness. I kissed the freckles at the nape of her neck. She jumped up and screamed, demanding, What the hell was that. Thinking quickly I laughed- The look on your face!
She didn’t know what I was doing, and neither did I.

Because when I was fifteen, I thought I was in love with a girl across the country whom I had never met. My mother found my diary and read it: my fervent declarations of love, pages covered with a girl’s name, covered in hearts. My mother screamed, demanding, Tell me this is not true! I said, yes, you are right, it is not true.
She knew what I was doing, and so did I.
I thought, this is love,
protection and deceit,
it has to be.

Because my first real love had a love like a strangling fig. He took and took of me, until my well was dry. And then he took my dirt and my stone walls. I was carved inside.
He said, Everything is for you. I live for you. Breathe for you. Bleed for you. I would die without you. And I will, I will.
I wanted to know, is this love?
And he said, It has to be.
I knew what he was doing, but wished that I didn’t.

I thought, all I ever know of love is blood. It has to be.

Because the first time I met you I was scared you wouldn’t like me. You said I held your hand too tight. But inside of an elevator you kissed me quick, and you laughed at my stunned face and wide open eyes. I stood there for a second after the door opened, wanting it to close,
wondering what I could do to make you do that again.

Because I know the way you hold me.

Because we talk until dawn until my throat is sore from shared secrets and quiet laughter. I made myself sick one night staying up with you. I make myself sick sometimes, glutted on longing stuck in my throat. I want to kiss your eyes closed and watch them open to see how you look and how you look at me. I want you to stop me between floors and trap me in a confined space. I want the curve of my lips along your collarbones, I want it as my first thought in the moments before knowing.

Because in the quiet pre-dawn moments I even let myself want the things I cannot let myself say, the way if you say a wish it will not come true. I don’t know what I’m doing.
I think, I am so scared,
Because I am so scared.

"

why I am the way I am about you 

by michi, for my bae 

#poetry #archiaart #*whispers* #michia #beautiful perfect archia #you told me to write you bad poetry #and now everybody has to read it #a poor attempt at poetry #*hits post quickly before I regret it*

Sep 17, 2014   109910 Notes.

xtoxictears:

This is one of my favourite pictures of Kagura.:’) She likes to sit like a people and watch the laptop/TV

xtoxictears:

This is one of my favourite pictures of Kagura.:’) She likes to sit like a people and watch the laptop/TV

#snakes #snakies #das kawaii

Sep 17, 2014   474 Notes.

suckmytachibana:

Calling your name in the midnight hour.
Reaching for you from the endless dream.
So many miles between us now.
You are always here with me.

(via black--lamb)

#here with me #musicsss #michia playlist #*whispers* #michia #baby look

Sep 17, 2014   12713 Notes.

tohdaryl:

everydaycomics:

'A date with the devil' 

A story behind the selfie pic that Alex got in a text message from his lil bara demon brother. 

*credits to clumzyjr for the story suggestion when I was stuck with this weekly theme. 

a flashback comic of sorts. Did guy really made a Faustian deal with a demon? 

(via msaether)

#I LOVE THESE TWO SO MUCH #CUTIES

Sep 17, 2014   535 Notes.

iriarty:

I don’t know how it happened but I reached over 1000 followers.
This is a little gift for you. I love you all U//W//U Thank you

iriarty:

I don’t know how it happened but I reached over 1000 followers.

This is a little gift for you. I love you all U//W//U Thank you

#MIRIIIIIIIIIiiiii #MIRI YOU DESERVE ALL THE FOLLOWERS!!!!! #iriarty #I'M SURPRISED YOU DONT HAVE THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS #*CRIES THIS IS SO CUTE* #KISS KISS KISS

Sep 17, 2014   96330 Notes.

serafu:

image

this is legitimately the best headline i have ever read in my entire life 

(via vampishly)

#omfg #good poast

Sep 17, 2014   1805 Notes.

cris01-ogr:

Mission two from Lupin the Third official site.
This mission was very funny XDDD

@ lupin-the-movie.jp/mission2/

(via aubre-rose)

#YOOOOOOOO #they look so cool!!! #lupin the third #asian actors

Sep 16, 2014   114 Notes.

#I fucking love mermaids

Sep 16, 2014   58999 Notes.

tinyredbird:

catsbeaversandducks:

"If you can’t see the love in my eyes, come a little closer."

Photos via Cat Act 

DEZE BABIES

(via teland)

#cats cats cats #catties

Sep 16, 2014   13682 Notes.

Shin Taga

Shin Taga is a self taught artist, and one of the very finest draftsman.He was born in 1946 in Hokkaido. 

Source (official site)

(Source: romantiscience, via zumbadorcito)

#artssss #eerie

Sep 16, 2014   17541 Notes.

(Source: shinoillustration, via emilysu)

#cats cats cats #catties

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