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ancillatua:

Will I ever be this bold? Will we ever be so brave together? Will you ever command me to do this? And will I have enough courage to submit to your command?
I know one thing for sure: the thought of someone walking past, and seeing just how thoroughly you own me, makes me mad with desire and longing.

ancillatua:

Will I ever be this bold? Will we ever be so brave together? Will you ever command me to do this? And will I have enough courage to submit to your command?

I know one thing for sure: the thought of someone walking past, and seeing just how thoroughly you own me, makes me mad with desire and longing.

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420-master-kush:

52 gram blunt 

420-master-kush:

52 gram blunt 

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I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, “Kiss me harder,” and “You’re a good person,” and, “You brighten my day.” I live my life as straight-forward as possible.

Because one day, I might get hit by a bus.

Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands.

But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate.

And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care.

We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans.

We never know when the bus is coming.
 —Rachel C. Lewis, Tell The People You Love That You Love Them  (via maddierose)

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literaryghoul:

unless your teachers are abusive assholes there is no fucking reason to disrespect them

they are literally trying their hardest to get you an education

teachers have every right to complain about rude students or the amount of papers they have to grade because their salary is low as shit

oh wow, your math teacher yelled at you because you were ignoring the lesson and talking to your friend

i wonder why

jesus christ teachers have it hard enough dont be an asshole

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princekarkat:

for some reason i thought both of these were the same post and i sat for awhile trying to figure out which ice cream face was the weak bitch

princekarkat:

for some reason i thought both of these were the same post and i sat for awhile trying to figure out which ice cream face was the weak bitch

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I want all of my lasts to be with you.  —Untitled (via natashakills)

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