Recipe for guilt-free doughnuts.
pure white fire ignites the flesh
and as you pour yourself into me
I realize now why molten lava is beautiful
you burn me from the inside out
turn my bones into liquid moans of I love you
darling, oh darling you drive me insane
with the motion of your fluid hands
you drench me in fiery haven
so with such earnest I release myself to you
and thunder escapes between my lips
as lightning surges through this soul
my body dissolves into an everlasting rain
you’ve turned me into a natural disaster
|—||(mw.) making love to you is a sin (via driftinggrace)|
things that make you feel powerful
- matching lace underwear
- heels (and the clicking noise they make when you walk and you know you lookin hot)
- red lipstick
- perfect coal black eyeliner
- curled hair
- freshly done nails
- cute new clothes
Things that make me feel powerful:
- Being in full battle rattle for field training.
- Shooting my M16
- Maxing my PT test
I’m now on the divergent side.
I like Tris better than Katniss and I’m not ashamed.
The awkward moment when you’re too proud to accept a wheelchair, but you’re in severe pain.
If I’ve learned anything in this Army, it’s that you’re considered weak and you’re bullied and humiliated if you’re injured.
Somehow I wonder how they let a nerd like me in the Army…
Cuddle up with a good book!
I need a Jekyll and Hyde one ASAP
I need a Phantom one!My friend Cassie Hart Kelly (skullxkid) designed these! I’m getting twelve.
This is really cleverrrrrr
I want to wake up to him in my arms. Nobody could compare to his face and his smile. I meet new people every day. I meet people who could have been exactly what I was looking for, but they aren’t him. There’s something in his eyes. I’m not convincing myself out of desperation. It’s him. I found him. He’s been in my dreams; he was the longing I felt for when I closed my eyes. He was the deepest of my desires when I thought of true love and the one person I would do anything for. I knew him before I met him. There is something so familiar about his body, his face, his personality. His eyes melt mine and his lips start a fire in me that won’t stop burning. I now know what it feels like to not have my heart, because it’s been stolen. I am completely and utterly his.
My point is that it exists. All of the romance we read about and the feeling of finality when you meet your person exists. This is the best news I’ve ever had the chance to spread.
HOW DO PEOPLE READ WITH THE SLEEVE ON THE HARD COVER BOOK?! i JUST CAN’T
IDK I JUST FEEL WEIRD WHEN ITS NOT ON
I JUST FEEL SO MUCH MORE RELAXED WHEN THE BOOK’S NOT WEARING CLOTHES TO IMPRESS ME. JUST THE HARD BOOK IN MY HANDS
THIS JUST GOT SEXUAL REALLY QUICKLY