—Bram Stoker, Dracula (via augustuos)
my yard is infested with lions! id say the mood of them…dandy.
Can we cuddle?
In just our underwear, so our skin can touch? Can I hold you while you wrap yourself around me? I’ll play with your hair and drag my fingertips across your skin. I’ll peck at your neck while you giggle and tell me to stop. We could whisper sweet things to each other over pillows that no one could hear. We’d just stare in each others eyes until a smile cracked the silence of our lips.
These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume.