Everyone talks about love like it is a perfect formula, but you cannot calculate what I am looking for. There is no recipe to follow that can produce the fire I need. When he touches my thigh, I want to feel shivers down my back. I want to feel thunder inside of my chest when he moans my name into my neck. I’ve lived my whole life accepting mediocre love, now I want earthquakes. I’m sorry for not loving you & your tenderness, but I’m a wildfire you cannot put out with your kisses | S.B. (via fallinlovewithapoet)
What my mother told me about falling in love (via pagibigdatcom)
this world stinks (my mom told me this too)
so this happened
I want to smash my face into the wall until there is no face left.
damn the pope about to preach some sick verses
the guy beatboxing behind him
"the guy" is the italian presidentP-Francis and the Prez