Your Lips Taste Just Like Money

Angelica, 20, Sweden. My url is from the song Just Like Money by Kent.

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3 hours ago on August/20/2014 at 08:30pm with 1,508,822 notesReblog

The girl was having a panic attack during a riot in Vancouver, her boyfriend tried to calm her down.
The girl was having a panic attack during a riot in Vancouver, her boyfriend tried to calm her down.

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3 hours ago on August/20/2014 at 08:28pm with 6,560 notesReblog

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5 hours ago on August/20/2014 at 06:36pm with 141,459 notesReblog
#dig 

you’re probably going to dance with another girl who will taste like fresh picked strawberries and smell like flowers blossom in her hair
and you’re probably going to choke down 5 shots of straight vodka and get the thought of me out of your head and focus on the girl dancing with you who wants to be your apple pie but you can’t see the diamonds in her eyes because you’re staring at the ones hanging around her neck and you can’t feel her pull you in closer because she’s reaching farther behind your head of dark hair and tapping shoulders of random guys she’s never even met
and when this happens I hope you run to the dingy bathroom and splash your face with dirty water and vomit up the words you never said because while you’re out drowning your heart in things I shouldn’t care about I’m here looking at the moon whispering how much I fucking love you
and if you take her home I swear to God the moonlight will keep you awake no matter what time it is and you’ll watch it shine across your bedroom floor where we danced and laughed and I almost told you that you are my night sky
and I hope the light catches your attention more than the sight of her would and I hope when you wake up all your remember is that roses are my favourite scented flower and you can’t escape the light of the moon

you’re probably going to dance with another girl who will taste like fresh picked strawberries and smell like flowers blossom in her hair

and you’re probably going to choke down 5 shots of straight vodka and get the thought of me out of your head and focus on the girl dancing with you who wants to be your apple pie but you can’t see the diamonds in her eyes because you’re staring at the ones hanging around her neck and you can’t feel her pull you in closer because she’s reaching farther behind your head of dark hair and tapping shoulders of random guys she’s never even met

and when this happens I hope you run to the dingy bathroom and splash your face with dirty water and vomit up the words you never said because while you’re out drowning your heart in things I shouldn’t care about I’m here looking at the moon whispering how much I fucking love you

and if you take her home I swear to God the moonlight will keep you awake no matter what time it is and you’ll watch it shine across your bedroom floor where we danced and laughed and I almost told you that you are my night sky

and I hope the light catches your attention more than the sight of her would and I hope when you wake up all your remember is that roses are my favourite scented flower and you can’t escape the light of the moon

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6 hours ago on August/20/2014 at 05:52pm with 44,640 notesReblog
6 hours ago on August/20/2014 at 05:49pm with 5,233 notesReblog
lehroi:

Lips, 2013.Emma Hartvig

lehroi:

Lips, 2013.
Emma Hartvig