March 2012
139 posts
CB RiRi
if you sexy & you know it & ya aint afraid to show it , put a candle on my muhhfxckin back baby blow it !!
Cake Remix
“I stepped over piranhas/ Death Over Dishonor/ They killing niggaz for J’z/...”
– J. Cole
the stigma of romantics: when I say I miss you →
amare-amaranthine:
It means I missed you this morning, when sunlight washed through my window with golden waves and kissed my face with warmth—I thought it was you, if only momentarily—and when I opened my eyes, I found your side empty, the side I drew you in the night before lying empty.
It means I missed you at…
always a poet, even in prose: How →
whisper-diary:
She never knew how. Why, maybe, she knew. When, possibly. Where, perhaps. Who, definitely. But how, never. Not in even within the most dizzying circles around which these questions danced in her mind, running their taunting fingertips on the walls of her thoughts, could she fathom how she could…
“Good Things come to those who wait”
– idk
