somehow he did this to me while we were kissing and my brain immediately burst into flames
(Source: dollynymph, via niebywale)
somehow he did this to me while we were kissing and my brain immediately burst into flames
(Source: dollynymph, via niebywale)
so cute i’m literally weeping
(via cat-shaming)
Of sheets and skin and fur of him,
bed of ground and river, of land,
or tongue, of arms, the wanton field,
of flame and flowers, stalk of him,
harp, arboreal, steep and rush.
House him in the coil of my hair,
silk of him and open sea, flood, star,
toes of him, stickiness, of flesh.
Rind of him, gaze, of salt and heat,
face, food and blade, island in bright
bloom, bristle, blossom, all this night
lie long with him as dark flies fleet.
Transparent, filled up, emptied out,
here of him, here I find his mouth.
-Honor Moore, “Song”
partybarackisinthehousetonight:
my grandma put a little piece of her birthday cake in the garbage can and i was like why the heck did you do that and she said “it’s important to leave some for the raccoons because what if it’s a raccoon’s birthday and no one remembers??”

birthday raccoon will shank you if you try to eat his cake
“give us our measly sum”
is this what a gangbang is cause I’m down
as your Resident Expert in Weird Sex and in my official capacity as Envoy to Pancaketown, i feel uniquely qualified to answer:
absolutely, unequivocally, yes.
(via twistedsickkkk)