What A Pretty Color Palette For A Pretty Girl.

There were nights when the wind was so cold

That my body froze in bed

If I just listened to it right outside the window

There were days when the sun was so cruel

That all the tears turned to dust

And I just knew my eyes were drying up forever (forever)

I finished crying in the instant that you left

And I can't remember where or when or how

And I banished every memory you and I had ever made

But when you touch me like this

And you hold me like that

I just have to admit that it's all coming back to me

When I touch you like this

And I hold you like that

It's so hard to believe, but it's all coming back to me

It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now

There were moments of gold

And there were flashes of light

There were things I'd never do again

But then they'd always seemed right

There were nights of endless pleasure

It was more than any laws allow

Baby, baby

If I kiss you like this

And if you whisper like that

It was lost long ago, but it's all coming back to me

If you want me like this

And if you need me like that

It was dead long ago, but it's all coming back to me

It's so hard to resist, and it's all coming back to me

I can barely recall, but it's all coming back to me now

But it's all coming back

But you were history with the slamming of the door

And I made myself so strong again somehow

And I never wasted any of my time on you since then

But if I touch you like this

And if you kiss me like that

It was so long ago, but it's all coming back to me

If you touch me like this

And if I kiss you like that

It was gone with the wind, but it's all coming back to me

(It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now)

There were moments of gold

And there were flashes of light

There were things we'd never do again

But then they'd always seemed right

There were nights of endless pleasure

It was more than all your laws allow

Baby, baby, baby

When you touch me like this

And when you hold me like that

It was gone with the wind, but it's all coming back to me

When you see me like this

And when I see you like that

Then we see what we want to see, all coming back to me

The flesh and the fantasies, all coming back to me

I can barely recall, but it's all coming back to me now

If you forgive me all this

If I forgive you all that

We forgive and forget and it's all coming back to me now

(It's all coming back to me now)

And when you kiss me like this

(It's all coming back to me now)

And when I touch you like that

(It's all coming back to me now)

And if you do it like this

(It's all coming back to me now)

And if we

A sketchy interpretation of the life and times of @the-muppet-joker

From left to right we have: the beginning, vriskafication/dark feminism, emo coven, hobby horsing debt, and bald

Katara Box

Take me down to transgender city where the tboys venmo the tgirls titty

here's my finished crochet tapestry!! 22,500 stitches and four months of work :)

i feel so completely directionless

idk why people are still trying to do "hear me out"s on tumblr

you could talk about wanting to fuck the space needle on here and people would still call you a poser for insisting on fucking "conventionally attractive architecture" as if that's a coherent, easily-recognizable category

I'm starting a collection