Is there a word for seeing people’s bedrooms and falling a bit in love with them?
Image by furandfangsss
Is there a word for seeing people’s bedrooms and falling a bit in love with them?
Image by furandfangsss
Excuse my while I daydream…
ahipstercunt: Another shower pic
Fae is unbelievable. She exudes such a strong, capable, feminine sexuality.
justcallmefae: Saturday Stockings. Getting a leg up on the evening. ~Fae~
I’m a sucker for co-ordination.
macaroones: See, tumblr? I told you.
Beautiful.
(Image by femme-ex-machina, one of my new favourite blogs.)
This makes my heart race.
Image: Fox of the-wolf-and-the-fox
“Nu uh… you can’t see.”
justcallmefae: Saturday…I Don’t know what you’ve done to make her cut you off…Maybe you could just say… Sorry!~Fae~ Try it…it might work.
I’d bet dollars to donuts (what does that even mean? mmm… donuts) that a serious eye fuck was cropped out of this picture. <3
gallifreyansub: Don’t take me quietly.
You guys where the fuck did makegoodchoiceskate go?
I MISS HERRRRRRRR!!!!!
This has been a post.
(*tear*)
The sexiest text a girl can receive. (via thinkivykink)
I fucking love Ivy. <3
Katie West. <3
therealkatiewest: Sometimes I get paranoid about the security of my devices, but then I think, I have posted pictures of myself crying, sneezing, masturbating, pooping, drunk, tired, and obviously naked, so like, am I worried about my private photos getting released to the wild? No. Because I already posted all of them on my blaaaahg.
I think so too. <3
ahipstercunt: I think I look pretty upside down.
From one sexy stretcher to another… this image is gorgeous.
nymphoninjas: My friend from a dance class claimed yesterday that it’s impossible to look sexy while stretching. I beg to differ. (submission)
Katie West is one of my heroes. Her prose is as beautiful and moving as her photography.
I remember the first time I told him I loved him. It was rushed and not how I wanted it to be. But it’s the only time I can remember telling someone “I love you” for the first time (and I’ve loved many people) so that must count for something.
I also remember what I thought was going to be the last time I told him I loved him. It surprised me and it felt true (that it would be the last time, not that I loved him). But time went and it turned out it was a lie (that it would be the last time, not that I loved him).
Circus Coven for life.
musingsandmischief:Fun with fire aka how I spend my weekends :)