Your body is a map I know every inch of and if anyone else were to kiss me, all they would taste is your name.
Clementine von Radics (via ihopehetakesyourfilthyheart)

(Source: comfortable-numbness)



Maybe this world is another planet’s hell.
Aldous Huxley (via theunquotables)


genocidercyo:

clockey:

you’re the window to my wall

you’re the sweat that drips down my balls





lovequotesrus:

EVERYTHING LOVE

what doesn’t kill you
leaves scars
ruins your lungs
dries out all your tears
leaves you lying awake at 4 in the morning
wishing you weren’t alive

c.c. (via endangerment)


ocelott:

gpoy!





electripipedream:

Black is Beautiful1970







leonpapa:

Jean Jullien


I like his attitude