take hold the mistletoe, a blunt stored on the low
blaze a fire afterword so we can start to glow
These cookies IS GOOD!
Grapes of Ravish
tokillahumblebee: When I grow down, I wanna be the cool, polished bubbles in the wine sipped after eleven. I wanna be responsible for the clouds she dances on while wearing silk gowns and a crown of poems. I wanna be that one crimson glass of misty evening—folks say it’s good for your heart, lungs and kidneys. Yes.
God Is You
starbucksandsanity: Praying ain’t nothing but begging. BOBBY HEMMITT!
When u really grow up, you zonin to The Secret Life of Plants cover to cover.