rouxi.

here, but barely.

[ٍ @vpllu1]

May my cup always meet yours / me - you

[ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠporcelain. @euphemiophilia]

find me in one life.
i’ll find you in another.
together, we’ll be.

[ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠporcelain. @euphemiophilia]

every flower in my garden of eden has been for you. let us walk hand - in - hand until the heavens come for us with open arms.

[ُ @grnte]

my heart could be yours, won’t you make it your home .ᐣ

[𓉸ྀི ˘ 𝓎𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 ʾʿ ໒꒱ ۪۪ ྀ @hitoguiuta]

if you are to be the sun ，i am to be icarus ，a fool fated to fall ﹠ burn before i ever reach you. even on wings of wax ，i would fly toward you.

[ꨄ @lostaffections]

will you share your soul with me?

[۟ @sidereumnoxe]

⠀hold my heart , it’s beating for you anyway .

[puppi @n0tpuppi]

i want tht slow, sloppy, lip biting, smiling in between, tongue down each other's throats, neck grabbing type of kiss rn..

[rouxi. @vainemous]

need a boyfriend like this. sighs.

[Bael ⛧ @evilbael]

if i was your boyfriend, i’d always have to be touching you. even if it’s just a hand on your back, a grip on your waist. it’s not enough to call you mine i need you to feel it.

[˛ 𝒔oul's 𝐜Ʀყ . @depthswail]

𝒊 will fall in love with you , over , and 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 . i don’t care 𝒉𝒐𝒘 , 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 , or 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 .

[fran @galacticidiots]

My favourite accessory? Kisses. Light as a feather on the temple, sweet like a treat on the cheek, deep as a bruise on the neck, quiet as a secret shared in a place only we know.

[fran @galacticidiots]

Go feral for your love. Rage against fate, defy destiny, fight back. Don’t say: ‘In another life it could have worked out’; bend this one to your will, bite back. Others have ruined themselves for less, for worse than a kiss. Go feral for your love. Aim for the heart, don’t miss.

[razan @rozllvx]

this will fix me

[fran @galacticidiots]

Too adorable. Too sweet. I have no choice but to annoy you mercilessly until you snap.

[عزرا @taintedrouge]

nights like this i could mistake the asphalt for a lake. it doesn’t hurt until it does. i think about tracing the footprints on the ground that lead to a waterhole nearby wide enough to eat a man whole but decide the fish don’t deserve my corpse. not tonight.