There is no slut shaming in this house, only slut encouragement
tobin heath + megan rapinoe + alex morgan
broooooooooooooo ur supposed to flirt with ya girl everyday like u still tryna pull her
How can anyone
look at Tobin Heath
And think "Yupp"
"That woman is straight"
I will forever love simple, domestic things let’s bake together, go grocery shopping, drive around, just spend time together
Okay but pulling on my clothes to get me closer to you is pretty fuckin hot
Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear so immediately that the two of you, on some level, belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you’re in love or creating things together or foxhole buddies or partners in crime. It’s so clear, right off the bat, that this is what you’re supposed to be doing, that this is what you’re for. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest of circumstances, and they help you make a life. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but. It definitely makes me believe in something.
Wanna cuddle?
I want to make this girl the happiest she’s ever been
One day you’ll wake up at 11:30 AM on a Sunday with the love of your life and you’ll make some coffee and pancakes and it’ll all be alright.
do u ever just get waves of missing someone? like you’ll go for a while and be ok and then all of a sudden ur heart hurts
I cherish small intimacies. A head resting against a shoulder, lips brushing against a nose, a kiss on the neck, a hand reaching out for my own
put my hoodie on, get your ass in my bed, idc what you look like baby you’re beautiful no matter what. Let’s watch some movies, kiss a little, and fall asleep together. Nothing will make me happier.








