I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it - to be fed so much love I couldn’t take it anymore. Just once.
(via absentro)
(via hiolivejuicee)
(Source: lovequotesrus)
If there’s one thing I hate, it’s the sound bees make when they’re near. It’s as if they’re taunting you to prepare for war. It’s war all right. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not afraid of bees.. Okay, no I am very afraid of bees. The image of japanese giant hornets still invade my dreams. As I sat in my room trying to reduce my word count on my coursework that’s due to-fucking-morrow, I opened my window (read: a ledge that opens up slightly) to let the rain breeze exasperate through my mind in hopes of gaining greater clarity. But no. Instead of that, I got the incessant sound of a bee flying through my ledge in search for warmth. Yea, I get it it probably needed shelter and I’d sell my soul to mother nature any day. You will pay for my squirm. I only have so many in a lifetime.
(via sexy-yetclassy)
(Source: weheartit.com, via velvetstuddedhearts)
(Source: to-young)
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