Humanistic Anarchist Phil

Piss off.

I want your fingers to go for a walk down to my thighs, and have your lips dance upon my neck.

Desire stirs in every part of my body when I think about you. I’m addicted.

But pull my hair and tell me how badly you want me, and I’ll do the same for you.

Baby this is real and you’re all I can think about at night, I need you in more ways than one.

The thought of your hips pressed into my hips sends shivers down my back.

Holy shit, I want to feel you on top of me, but also next to me when the sun peaks through the blinds.

—What I wanna tell you (via healingx)

(via petiteminette)

Waiting on this flight. Let’s roll!! Money to be made, and moves to make!

Waiting on this flight. Let’s roll!! Money to be made, and moves to make!

さつき盆栽花季展 / Satsuki azalea bonsai exhibition

(via deum0s)