these streets.
these streets.
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"I miss you. I miss you so fucking much. Now, you’re the darkest part of the night, you re the only one that can play with my happiness so easy. I want to kiss you, to hug you, to put your hands on my legs, in my hair. I wanna smell your hair. To feel your curiosity. To catch you in my hands. To play with you. In my bed, right now. To bite your neck. To scratch your back. I want you to want me so bad."
Clasic M. (via clasic-black)
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"Ahí sentado bebiendo consideré la idea del suicidio, pero sentí un extraño cariño por mi cuerpo, por mi vida. A pesar de sus cicatrices y marcas, me pertenecían."
Charles Bukowsky- La senda del perdedor.  (via hachedesilencio)
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love is equal-
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acomas:

just-as-if-we-never-said-goodbye:

just-as-if-we-never-said-goodbye:

Reblog if you agree.^

omg i’m soproud of you guys for getting my post to 31,000 & for not being homophobic cunts 

if you don’t reblog this, i’m judging you
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lasvocesenmicabezanomedejanenpaz:

«Ella vomitó mariposas muertas.»
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its-indieindielove-bitch:

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