Theres only two things to do Simle and Live.

undxfinxble:

The world is full of “What if’s” and there are so many possible choices.

What if I fall in love?

What if I lose?

What if I win?

What if I die?

What if I live?

What if it hurts?

What if it feels good?

What if it breaks?

What if it closes?

What if it opens?

What if they move?

What if I’m…

you4eya:

ScHoolboy Q

you4eya:

ScHoolboy Q

One year

One year ago you were mine.
One year ago I let one girl screw up my mind and relationship.
One year ago you still manage to stay.
But then you left.
A year ago I wanted to take my life a way.
A year ago my family started to know I’m “bi” but reality I’m gay.
A year that not so many knew to help me with my shadows or my depression.
The thing is that now I don’t plan to be a serious relationship how I was with you.
I’m still scare.
I’m still trying to forget that it was my fault you left.
But you had fault too.
Sadly that we are both with different people.
But you are getting married…
While I’m still getting over the fact the my first was my pain and led to my grave.

Your voice is the only thing that keeps me sane, when your body isn’t wrapped around mine to keep me safe.
1:45am (via latelycravingmore)
Story

Haven’t seen her about a year. I never thought I was gonna see her. Until last night. She came to my house with her Pj’s. I let her come in because it was raining. Then she asked for a hug. I gave it to her of course. She started to kiss me I kissed her. I never thought this was gonna happen she jump on me and I carried her to the room. I cleared my bed and set her there. I started to take her pj’s off. She started to bite my neck while I was rubbing her mid theigh. Next she was so lost from my touch I went down there. Her nails were deep in my back leaving marks. She was moving her body like sharkia. She was moving her hips like crazy once my fingers were inside of her she started to go insane. If anything she will make sure my neighbors know my name. I was taking control that she flip me over and started sucking on my tits. I was trying not let myself get weak she started to finger me. I just lost control. I moan her name. That made her go even faster. I got her and carried her to the shower. While I was going to the shower I pushed her against the wall. She bite on my neck while I was leaving her marks on her neck and body. I never thought I missed her as she missed me. She whispered me she loves me. ***to be continued.

Excessive stress can alter brain cells, structure and function.

lubricates:

excuse me u accidentally pressed the unfollow button ha ha ha fix that

I want to see you.

Know your voice.

Recognize you when you
first come ‘round the corner.

Sense your scent when I come
into a room you’ve just left.

Know the lift of your heel,
the glide of your foot.

Become familiar with the way
you purse your lips
then let them part,
just the slightest bit,
when I lean in to your space
and kiss you.

I want to know the joy
of how you whisper
“more”

Rumi (via observando)
I crave adventure, attention, and you.
6 word story (via n0vi)
Stop running after the waves. Let the sea come to you.
Elif Shafak (via serenesxul)