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Writer. Thinker. Schemer. A nineteen-year-old girl with dreams and aspirations, pet peeves and bad habits, flaws and imperfections. I'm only human, and I make mistakes, I'll admit it.
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"The devil is real. And he’s not a little red man with horns and a tail. He can be beautiful. Because he’s a fallen angel, and he used to be God’s favorite."

- American Horror Story (via emmiinwonderland)

"Have sex. Have dirty, raunchy sex. Have sex in the bed, on the counter, in the car, in the bathroom. Have it everywhere. Have passionate love making sex. Fuck. Go slow. Gaze into their eyes. Learn every curve and bump on their body. Learn what makes them quiver. Learn what makes them cum the hardest. Feel their body and fall back in love with them. Just have sex."

- (via teafortulips)

(Source: stayy0ungandwild)

"You are more than words
and the letters that make them,
you are poetry."

- Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)

then / now

When I first walked by you
Something in me stirred
Maybe it was the frantic rush
Of my heart singing
Melodies of what was to come,

We became so intertwined that
Love became everything we were
We clung to one another
As the stars cling to the sky,
As light clings to the moon,
As love clung to us.
You were my sun
And I was your universe

And now, we are nothing.
I walked by you the other day
And something in me stirred
Maybe it was the nostalgic ache
Of my heart mourning
Memories of what was,


discovering what turns someone on gives you so much power over them

(Source: republicanteaparty)