This is where the wildflowers are
She's got light on her face and life in her veins.
She was free in her wildness. She was a wandress, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to no city.
I find out a lot about myself by sleeping. Dreams, they are who I am when I’m too tired to be me. Jarod KintzThis Book is Not for Sale (via feellng)

nickelbackthatassup:

you havent seen anger until youve seen me being forced to write mrs bieber on a cup for some white girl ordering a vanilla bean frap i hate my job

I urge you to please notice when you are happy. Kurt Vonnegut (via wordsnquotes)
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life? Mary Oliver (via feellng)

psychoqueef:

phuckindope:

i crave her.
her mind
her touch
her scent
her sex
the lazy “i love you’s” before bed.
i crave that.

mugen-sasori
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lustf-l:

sensual love
sincerelyhappines:

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500pxpopularnude:

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and this is exactly how it should be. so unbelievably happy with him.