kayla / ny
Ig - filthysol
She traced her fingers down the middle of my back and back to my lips.
I laid on her bed and my eyes stayed closed.
Her window was open and i listen to it rain while we stormed.I seen this written on the table i was sitting at today. (via naturee-feels)
"aw man I found some bubbles in the couch"
"HEY WHO’S BUBBLES ARE THESE?"
"WELL SHIT IMA BLOW EM"