"

I want your Monday morning
sleep soaked eyes
dream drenched voice,
lazy bones
‘five more minutes please babe.’

I want your Tuesday afternoon
coffee break,
glasses off, laughter on
‘just hold me for a while
it’s been a hard day.’

I want your Wednesday evening
fingers through hair
teeth nibbling nails
neck craning, eye glazing
‘this paperwork never ends’

I want your Thursday night
drinks for two
bones unbind
muscles let loose
flats, slacks,
‘just me and you’

I want your finally Friday
stretch soul smile,
sun sipping light
from the glaciers in your eyes
fingers unfurl, hand extends
‘c’mon babe, lets go wild’

I want your weekend.
your movie marathon Saturday
reading by the fireplace
kissing in the blankets
want your Sunday morning
orange juice and pancakes
white sheets, tender skin
hair like the Fourth of July
‘let’s not get out of bed today.’

I want your ordinary
and your stress, rest, release
I want your bad day and that terrible night
I want you drunk in my arms
forgetting the place but never my name
I want your lazy and your lonely
and your fist full of fight
I want you everyday
in every way
for the rest of my life.

"

On Both Knees | alfaazkibarsaaat (via halluzinogen)

faketillyoumake8492

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Yes please.

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henckels:

The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014)

There are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slaughterhouse that was once known as humanity… He was one of them. What more is there to say?

(via hightopsandhinkypunks)

corgisandboobs:

the-stig:

GUYS. I DOVE ACROSS THREE LANES OF TRAFFIC BUT IT WAS SO WORTH IT.
SEVEN DOGS IN THE BACK OF A PICKUP TRUCK. THAT’S WHAT THIS IS. YOU CAN’T SEE ONE OF THEM BUT HE’S THERE ON THE LEFT BEHIND THE GUY WITH HIS HEAD RESTING ON THE SIDE. SEVEN.
THEY ALL LOOKED AT ME AT THE SAME TIME RIGHT AFTER I TOOK THIS PICTURE. I NEARLY DIED.
WAS I DREAMING? HALLUCINATING? I’M NOT SURE BUT IT WAS WONDERFUL.

I would drive through three lanes of oncoming traffic to see these dogs.

corgisandboobs:

the-stig:

GUYS. I DOVE ACROSS THREE LANES OF TRAFFIC BUT IT WAS SO WORTH IT.

SEVEN DOGS IN THE BACK OF A PICKUP TRUCK. THAT’S WHAT THIS IS. YOU CAN’T SEE ONE OF THEM BUT HE’S THERE ON THE LEFT BEHIND THE GUY WITH HIS HEAD RESTING ON THE SIDE. SEVEN.

THEY ALL LOOKED AT ME AT THE SAME TIME RIGHT AFTER I TOOK THIS PICTURE. I NEARLY DIED.

WAS I DREAMING? HALLUCINATING? I’M NOT SURE BUT IT WAS WONDERFUL.

I would drive through three lanes of oncoming traffic to see these dogs.

(via agendersugawara)

inabasket:

Colleges don’t offer this as a major so what’s the fucking point

inabasket:

Colleges don’t offer this as a major so what’s the fucking point

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cupcakesoftheday:

Cookie Dough Frosting, via The Girl Who Ate Everything

cupcakesoftheday:

Cookie Dough Frosting, via The Girl Who Ate Everything

"you should act more your age"

image

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pudgykitties:

WE RIIIIIIDE

pudgykitties:

WE RIIIIIIDE

(Source: corporation-cats, via agendersugawara)

diaphone:

yay ur back

diaphone:

yay ur back

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mistyslay:

MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM MOM MOM!

mistyslay:

MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM MOM MOM!

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