taxicar:

tumblr made me think about a lot of things but mostly social justice and my eyebrows

221stepstobakerstreet:

"he’s the murderer" the cop on tv says

"no it isn’t," i say, "we’ve still got twenty minutes left"

"I want you.
Right now.
Your lips on mine.
Your hands around my waist.
My lips on your neck.
My hands running through your hair.
Heavy breaths.
Deep stares.
I want you.
Right now.
In my bed.
Right next to me.
Holding me tight.
Talking about anything.
Gentle kisses in between thoughts.
Our tired eyes holding contact.
Slowly falling asleep."



"I want to roll over at 2 a.m. to a kiss from you not a text message"