the darker the flesh the deeper the roots
moment of silence for all the weed we’ve dropped
Against the wall, on the bed, on top of you, underneath you, on the table, my legs around your waist, yours around mine.. biting your bottom lip, kissing your neck, moaning in your ear, running my hands all over your body. I want you hardcore.
"be stubborn about your goals but flexible about your methods." the best advice I’ve ever received.
I feel this on a spiritual level.