Sunday mornings were meant for coffee and pancakes, tongue-kissing and lust-fucks, pillow-fights and soul-baring.
P.S. please leave marks 😏
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If I fits, I sits. Punkin has taken over my bread basket 😏
“Here’s to the girls with sly eyes wild hair and intoxicating thoughts. You will fall in love and find your handprints wrapped around her arms just trying to hold on.”
— Michelle K., To Girls Like Me.
“Did I say that I need you? Did I say that I want you? Oh, if I didn’t I’m a fool you see No one knows this more than me”
— Pearl Jam, Just Breathe (via namelessin314)