Those Scintillating Sinners

A bit of all things tasty yet classy
Am I right or am I right

Am I right or am I right

The Runaways

—Cherry Bomb

dream-phone:

The Runaways//Cherry Bomb

Can’t stay at home, can’t stay in school
Old folks say, ya poor little fool
Down the street, I’m the girl next door
I’m the fox you’ve been waiting for

(via stolen-daisy)

Sext: I saw you for the first time in 3 years yesterday and all of a sudden I was 15 again and it was January and I still thought that love smelled like stale Christmas trees and tasted like snow. And we became adults together and fell apart like adults do because they don’t know anything more than children.
Sext: I saw you for the first time in 3 years yesterday, but you did not even act like you recognized me and suddenly I am 18 and it is June and love smells like melting asphalt and tastes like blood.

—"The First One" by Claire Luisa (via siameasy)

(Source: claireluisa, via bighairneverfails)