Jade.
It was for you, Pitseleh

It is not a matter of if you mean it
It is just a matter of come and fuck me
— Baths, “No Eyes”

Roll across the bed
and don’t stop until your skin
finds its way to mine.
— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)

(via vapidcap)


This is all we need. Couple of smokes, a cup of coffee and a little bit of conversation. You and me and five bucks.
— Ethan Hawke in Reality Bites (1994)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via observeandrepeat)


bunny-gal: response to duane michals from “the dream of flowers” by caitlin isobel