I want your fingers to go for a walk down to my thighs, and have your lips dance upon my neck.
Desire stirs in every part of my body when I think about you. I’m addicted.
But pull my hair and tell me how badly you want me, and I’ll do the same for you.
Baby this is real and you’re all I can think about at night, I need you in more ways than one.
The thought of your hips pressed into my hips sends shivers down my back.
Holy shit, I want to feel you on top of me, but also next to me when the sun peaks through the blinds.What I wanna tell you (via healingx)
It’s just getting out of one car, and into another. John Lennon (via observando)
2014 was one of those years that started out like “THIS IS GOING TO BE GREAT!!!” and its halfway through and we have a war going on, a deadly disease has been spread, countless shootings have happened, racism is alive, more people have been leaving living things inside of hot cars, and robin williams is fucking dead