well shit


I hate when you like something on tumblr to look at it later but when you actually go back to find it, it’s buried within one million other posts and you’re just sitting here like ‘oh’


im in the mood to non stop makeout right now


seeing a hot stranger in public is a blessing

seeing the same hot stranger in public again is a sign

(Source: hi)

don’t talk shit if ya lips chapped

(Source: joseguwop)