F Heartbeat from Holland

The name's Melanie, your slightly irregular 17-year old who's quite the arty type, after middle school I hope to make it into theater academy! :3 Mel's one with a predilection for playing keyboard, guitar and ukulele, and one with a wide taste in music. Part of a band called The Lawless. On our way of becoming totally awesome. Enough about me! Tell me about you c:
Oh, one more thing; I like girls.


Fuck, I want to have her in ways no one else has ever had her or ever will have her.

A.A. (via ilicitum)

(Source: smurftasticworld)

Our bodies could be skin on skin and I’d still pull you closer.

(via acceptvnce)

(Source: n4ughty-y)

Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or her skirt or tangled up in her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like you want to take her dancing. Like you want to spin her into an open arena and watch her look at you like you’re the brightest thing she’s ever seen. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her stupid. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name in answer.

Azra.T “this is how you keep her” (via fathomage)

(Source: 5000letters)