"God I want you
in some primal, wild way
animals want each other.
Untamed and full of teeth.
God I want you,
In some chaste, Victorian way.
A glimpse of your ankle
just kills me.
- Clementine von Radics, “Want” (via perfect)
(Source: clementinevonradics, via lsdforme)
i ain’t sayin’ she a gold-digger, but she did move west to california in 1849
(via smileforallthemhaters)
