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I wonder if the birthday girl would appreciate if I made her 100 nipple cupcakes for her 21st this weekend..

I’m gonna not ask and assume the answer is yes.

Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on.
I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.

Every night before putting her to sleep, he counts her ribs, as if one might have disappeared in the course of the day and become the seed and soil for some new companion to steal her away from him.
– Jonathan Safran Foer (via larmoyante)

(via belowsea)

(Source: pechenush)

I wonder if the birthday girl would appreciate if I made her 100 nipple cupcakes for her 21st this weekend..

I’m gonna not ask and assume the answer is yes.

(Source: yosauceme)

Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on.
I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.

(Source: lewky, via 0utsider-heart)

Every night before putting her to sleep, he counts her ribs, as if one might have disappeared in the course of the day and become the seed and soil for some new companion to steal her away from him.
– Jonathan Safran Foer (via larmoyante)

(via belowsea)

J’espère que vous n’aurez jamais à penser à rien d’autant que je pense à toi.
私はあなた私はあなたの考える限り何も考えなくていいことを望みます。
"Every night before putting her to sleep, he counts her ribs, as if one might have disappeared in the course of the day and become the seed and soil for some new companion to steal her away from him."

About:

Je m'appelle Emily, I live in a white room in the suburbs of Adelaide.
I'm quite useless.
I am also increasingly nocturnal.
I don't have a cat, I am a cat.
I live art and love women
and I can never find the right words at the right time..

You should ask me a question.