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24th July 2014

Photo reblogged from We should never stop speaking and showing with 108 notes

bestiller:

Fully inhaling…

“Oh, what a tangled web we weave…when first we practice to deceive.”  Walter Scott, Marmion

bestiller:

Fully inhaling…

“Oh, what a tangled web we weave…when first we practice to deceive.” 
 Walter ScottMarmion

Source: lily-xo

24th July 2014

Photo reblogged from MYFAVOURITETHINGS with 27 notes

“This time she looked right at him and that heat burned just a little bit hotter when he caught the full power of a pair of baby blue eyes, a perfectly straight nose and lips naked of any dressing but a sweet, if not aloof, smile.”  Christyne Butler, The Maverick’s Summer Love

“This time she looked right at him and that heat burned just a little bit hotter when he caught the full power of a pair of baby blue eyes, a perfectly straight nose and lips naked of any dressing but a sweet, if not aloof, smile.” 
 Christyne ButlerThe Maverick’s Summer Love

Source: femalefactor

24th July 2014

Photo reblogged from The Original Roo with 15,460 notes

pussylesqueer:

Pretty in pink!

pussylesqueer:

Pretty in pink!

Source: nsfworld

24th July 2014

Photo reblogged from through open eyes with 21,513 notes

awifesinnercumslut:

Worship that ass

awifesinnercumslut:

Worship that ass

Source: cutiliae

24th July 2014

Photo reblogged from The Stranger with 149 notes

47burlm:

"Sittin’ in the morning sun I’ll be sittin’ when the evening comes Watching the ships roll in Then I watch them roll away again, yeah I’m sittin’ on the dock of the bay Watchin’ the tide roll away, ooh I’m just sittin’ on the dock of the bay Wastin’ time”
Otis Redding “Sittin on the Dock of the Bay

47burlm:

"Sittin’ in the morning sun
I’ll be sittin’ when the evening comes
Watching the ships roll in
Then I watch them roll away again, yeah

I’m sittin’ on the dock of the bay
Watchin’ the tide roll away, ooh
I’m just sittin’ on the dock of the bay
Wastin’ time”

Otis Redding “Sittin on the Dock of the Bay

Source: mikaelsplayground

24th July 2014

Photo reblogged from Sintiendo, que no es poco with 172 notes

Lips like Cupid’s bow.

Lips like Cupid’s bow.

Source: sheerpanty

23rd July 2014

Photo reblogged from Comfortable In No Discernible Identity with 63 notes

cindispeak:

That’s my next challenge. The bike’s there, it’s just a matter of getting on it regularly now.

cindispeak:

That’s my next challenge. The bike’s there, it’s just a matter of getting on it regularly now.

Source: inhabitude

23rd July 2014

Photo reblogged from Authenticity Required with 632 notes

“When you have once seen the glow of happiness on the face of a beloved person, you know that a man can have no vocation but to awaken that light on the faces surrounding him. In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.”  Albert Camus

“When you have once seen the glow of happiness on the face of a beloved person, you know that a man can have no vocation but to awaken that light on the faces surrounding him. In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.” 
 Albert Camus

Source: stylemepretty.com

23rd July 2014

Photo reblogged from The Erotic Lightbox with 388 notes

noiredesire:

jenna putnam :

“This is why events unnerve me, find it all a different story.”  Joy Division

noiredesire:

jenna putnam :

“This is why events unnerve me, find it all a different story.” 
 Joy Division

Source: jennaputnam

23rd July 2014

Photo reblogged from MAVİHAYAL with 71 notes

transylvanialand:

Misty Melody || Tuscany by blame_the_monkey on Flickr.

“The pesto and angel hair are warm in the bowl on my lap, the fragrances of olive oil and basil blending the exotic and familiar, equal parts sunny Tuscan hillside and hometown dirt. A meal like this makes you want to live forever, if only for the scent of warm pesto in January.”  Michael Perry

transylvanialand:

Misty Melody || Tuscany by blame_the_monkey on Flickr.

“The pesto and angel hair are warm in the bowl on my lap, the fragrances of olive oil and basil blending the exotic and familiar, equal parts sunny Tuscan hillside and hometown dirt. A meal like this makes you want to live forever, if only for the scent of warm pesto in January.” 
 Michael Perry

Source: transylvanialand