A woman is not written in braille, you don’t have to touch her to know her.
― (via de-licacy)


schools have stairs so you can throw yourselves down them


i need a 3 hour kiss


Well couldn’t you, say you do
Say you might, for tonight
Have a heart, bend the truth
Even if you don’t, couldn’t you
Mess me up, get in my head
Steal my t-shirt, wreck my bed
All night long like you used to
Even if you don’t, couldn’t you
Say you do?


i want money not a job

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