Anonymous asked:
Every time I hear Light My Fire by The Doors I think of you.

That lights my fire, sugar.

noir-en-vogue:

need more black /white fashion and minimal blogs to follow
Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.
artysm:

pulchra-exitium:

gas-exchange:

But well dressed | insta @madsduper (at ❤️)

all new followers can self promote to thousands in my ask

Need
gold-ens:

exclusive-femme:

Love

Love this so much
yung-medusa:

︻╦╤─ soft ghetto ─╤╦︻
Bruh, I see, girls everywhere
Titties, ass, hands in the air, it’s a party over here
Shake it for the man of the year✨
#takeusback #schoolboyq
xiuxiueig:

Phyche Revived by Cupid Kiss       Antonio Canova (1757-1822)
girlannachronism:

Carven by Filep Motwary
ephe:

You on my skin, I say