yarg…
<3
And the rain it poured down
And the wind it moaned
And she wrapped her legs around him
And she’s got no home
And he’s looking at me, oh god he looks so dumb
What are you staring at? This is how it’s done
(Source: goldustwoman)
(via thelightdistrict)
(Source: goldustwoman)
Bacon
I am enjoying this new me. Embracing the shit out of it. Being a “housewife” or whatever, without the house or the wife part. A “loft girlfriend”? Anyways. He deserves it. And he loves me. And he takes care of US. So why not do what old school bitches used to do for their men? Ill let him bring home the bacon and ill cook it.
How do you offer compassion to someone who doesn’t seem to deserve it?
Mmmm. Your beautiful, i want you. You…you, but change. Pretty girl shut your mouth. Change, change. I want you but be different. Be someone else. Dance for me, wear this for me, talk to me….Talk dirty pretty girl you know how I like that. I like everything you do, because you know what I like. I like when you do what I say. Mmmm….
I guess its true. All that glitters isn’t gold apparently…
You’re suffering now from a slight despair of spirit—one could even say that you have a “forgotten emotional memory” of life at its most tragic.
—Yes, one could say that. (via goldustwoman)
(Source: goldustwoman)