"Everything is temporary."
3 words that completely changed my life once I fully accepted them (via mandolinaes)

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yeule:

foremind:

pubertad:

Walk home pt 2

You should have seen my face when I saw this omg

if my walk home was like this I would be happy
"Birds scream at the top of their lungs in horrified hellish rage every morning at daybreak to warn us all of the truth, but sadly we don’t speak bird"
Kurt Cobain (via funeralfaerie)

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my friends managed to lose my car keys last night
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kurt-is-my-beautiful-boy:

Kurt Cobain and Frances Bean
dulldrops:

We’re in the car listening to foo fighters and the clouds remind me of those from toy story 

sit in an open field and share a six pack with me

"

Sex is not a goddamn performance.

Sex should feel as natural as drinking water.

It should not require confidence.

Sex should happen, because the moment is ripe.

Ripening lips, ripening labia, ripening cock, ripening pupils, ripening state of being. Ripe and augmented and brimming. Your energy goes to your pumping heart, then to every external nerve, then to theirs, on fire.

You bask, roll, play in it. You sigh, moan, laugh.

It’s not about being “good in bed.”

It’s about being happy.

One should never worry if they’re doing it “correctly.” Sex is not factual. I don’t want your cookie-cutter sex, I don’t want your meticulously crafted, calculated, fool-proof fuck. I don’t want a show. I want you. Let your instincts, urges and whims define that. It’s enough.

What do most girls like? Forget about it. Statistics are meaningless when there’s only one. Hello, here’s me. Here’s you.

Don’t worry about taking it too slow. We got time. We got infinite rhythms, combinations, possibilities. Explore each fuck. Take our time. We can do a different one later.

Don’t worry about making me come. I’m here. Right where I want to be.

I am overwhelmed by wanting; you don’t have to convince me. I want you because I like you. So don’t put on a front. Don’t taint this.

I’m frustrated—it’s just authenticity I want.

It’s originality.

It’s passion.

It’s joy.

Don’t say that something I like is ugly. Don’t compare yourself to the rest. You will live and die with and within your experiences like everyone else. If someone thinks you are amazing, they are not wrong. Their universe is as real as any other; it is forged through perception.

I don’t care if you accidentally slammed my head into the wall, if you slipped out, if my arm cracked, if the delightful pressure of your wet lips on my anything made a silly sound. There is no right way and no wrong way.

“Good in bed,” what.

You’re good in my bed. I’m pleased you’re there. I feel it suits you.

Shove your technique. Let your memory swallow it. Fuck me like you’d fuck me, fuck me like you feel.

This isn’t a test.

"

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this is fucking brilliant stuff, wow

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Someone should have told me when I was 16

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This gives me shivers. Nailed it.

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steelbison:

Illustrated on another #FieldNotesBrand cover. #vw #illustration
"I’m not where I need to be, but thank god I’m not where I used to be."
Unknown
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"I am fucking insane but my intentions are gold and my heart is pure."
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