When I look out my window there’s trees talking like people. I’ve dreamt of storms, I’ve dreamt of sound. I’ve dreamt of gravity, keeping us around. I’ve slept in the darkness, it was lonely, and there was silence. What is this love? I don’t feel the same. Don’t believe what this is, could be given a name. I woke, you were there, tracing planets on my forehead. But I forget 23 like I forget 17. And I forget my first love, like you forget a daydream. And what if all my wild friends, and the times I’ve had with them. Will all fade to grey soon, on the TV station. - FRANK OCEAN
FRANK OCEAN :: WHITE
When They Start Kissing:
When They Start Touching Eachother:
When They Moan While Touching Eachother:
When They Touch Eachother’s ASSES:
Everything Else They Do:
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Yo what’s up motherfuckers? How are y’all crusty niggas doing today? For y’all who don’t know I’m Tyler aka TJ Wonder & I run this awesome ass blog known as RespectTheFresh.Tumblr.com. I’m just letting y’all know what I have planned for the future with Tumblr. First off I think I might make me a new blog just so y’all can get to know me a little better. It’s intended to hold some real stuff like pictures, deep thoughts, poems that I’ve grown to like, negro raps & all that good stuff so be on the lookout for that. I feel like that it’s necessary for me to do that for reasons I can’t think of & I’m currently spazzing off so this is farewell for now.
P.S. I won’t be deleting RespectTheFresh so go and reblog my newest pic ^__^
robots-and-bowties: with her Monk3y Jam
Photographer: Fashionhouse-jungle