the fantastic thoughts of mr. fox

[ an incomplete record of the all too frequent misadventures of a dangerously overactive imagination ]

She was laughing even as we kissed and kissed again. There is no better taste than someone else’s laughter in your mouth.

Anonymous (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

He liked her with long hair so she cut it short.

Six Word Story by Pien Pouwels (via hughsdancys)