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My friend once told me
she liked this guy because of his hands
And I found it absurd that anyone
would develop feelings over one feature,
and not care about the rest

It wasn’t until you used your hands
to cup the back of my neck the first time we kissed
and I could feel your firm grasp pull me closer,
and my insides exploded
and my head buzzed with bliss.

And the first night you slept over,
you fell asleep with your hand
laid over my stomach
and your fingers felt like a fire
that I didn’t mind burning my skin.

The first time we got drunk,
was the first time you played with my hair,
and my god I was hooked,
I’d drink forever if it meant you’d never stop.

And in public you’d hold my hand,
and rub your thumb in little circles
that left me wanting you more,
no matter what you would never let me go,
I was glued to you,
and I honestly didn’t mind

When we talked about breaking up,
you saw my lips quiver with fear,
and you brushed over my lips with your fingers
before pulling me into your lap
and you kissed me like never before.
With your hands on my hips
pulling me so close to you,
leaving no space in between us.
It was then I realized I never wanted you to go

Its now that,
I finally understand why hands
were the only feature that mattered

Hands: Carol Shlyakhova(strong-but-breakable)

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Had a bit of a breakdown, because I plugged my laptop charger in and the tv and phone/internet basically died. I spent from about 2pm trying to figure out what the fuck happened. My uncle had to help me over the phone and turns out my laptop charger kept tricking the trip switch thing.

I can’t be in charge of adult things, i’m not playing and would like to be 5 years old again, because NOPE.


Despite acting in feature films since the age of 5, this film is Drew Barrymore’s feature film directorial debut.

Whip It (2009)

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Owls and tents and s’mores are all part of that night.
Every perfect minute of it.

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So not only am I looking after Toffee, my little cousin (well he’s 16) was meant to be going down with my uncle to this festival this morning, however he’s still here because he’s away doing some bmx thing this afternoon, and has a party tonight so I’m gonna probably have a drunk 16 year old here tonight too, aw dear. 

I have pizza and wine so it’s not all bad I suppose

i wonder how many people i’m in the “i’d be down if you asked” zone with

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