Teenage Enigma

I don’t want sex, I want the things that lead up to it. The slow kissing then the passionate kissing, then the pulling closer, the neck kisses, the grabbing, biting, heavy breathing, grinding, the pauses while you catch your breath, feeling each other. Oh my.

Then sex.

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unbears:

sometimes peace is hard to find, and sometimes its right in front of you.
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Call me selfish but I don’t want you to meet somebody that makes you forget about me.

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I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore. Kurt Vonnegut, Unready to Wear (via herzmasochismus)
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Bats illuminated by lightning


This is probably my new favorite gif.
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