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if you kiss my neck and bite my lip your pants are coming off.


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"If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it’s your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form of existence will be yet another dull book in the library of life."

Charles Bukowski (via psych-facts)

"There’s no point to a guy yelling, “Hey sexy baby” at me out of the passenger window of a car as it speeds past. Even if I was into creepy misogynists and wanted to give him my number, I couldn’t. The car didn’t even slow down. But that’s okay, because he wasn’t actually hitting on me. The point wasn’t to proposition me or chat me up. The only point was to remind me, and all women, that our bodies are his to stare at, assess, comment on, even touch. “Hey sexy baby” is the first part of a sentence that finishes, “this is your daily message from the patriarchy, reminding you that your body is public property”."

My First Name Ain’t Baby: ‘Hey Baby’ and Street Harassment (via galifreyy)

"When we meet real tragedy in life, we can react in two ways—either by losing hope and falling into self-destructive habits, or by using the challenge to find our inner strength."

Dalai Lama (via thecalminside)

"And I feel it the most when you let me know,
I am not alone."

Jacko Hooper “Muttered Words” (via lyricmethat)


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Elise//20//United States//

Nouns: a collection of people, places, and things I like//

Eburnean: made of ivory; white as ivory

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