I wake up
at four in the morning
and taste smoke
in the back of my throat.

I swear to god,
you’re still burning
somewhere inside me. Solange (via girlsjunk)

(Source: shesanargonaut, via chanel-smokes)

May 10th, 2014 // 75,076 notes


I can’t wait to move in with someone and cook for them and own dogs and watch movies and have a live-in-best-friend who I get to bang

(via give-it-your-all-or-nothing)

May 10th, 2014 - 87,107 notes

(poem credit goes to “b.r”)