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“Love is the heat of his breath on my neck when he sleeps, waking up with the air burst open and his long fingers twined in my hair; wanting the shadows below his lips and eyes to flicker as he trembles, trembles with that early morning smile, still thick and golden from a night of restlessness; blanket-trenches carved across his cheeks in dirty red slices like the contours of a battlefield.”

officialunitedstates:

inmyheadandonmymind:

officialunitedstates:

did good on my bread final

no no no no. you did well, not good. you do well, you are good.

thanks for the grammar lesson but I don’t need it.  I’m majoring in bread

(via arcticadventuretime)

lecic-has-a-shovel:

yungterra:

There is nothing worse than hearing people attempt to sound intelligent by using lengthy words and MISUSING THEM

I completely photosynthesize with this

(Source: yungterra, via yelled)