Why is it so easy to fall back down when my life has been going well for so long
I’m pretty simple. I like hand holding and rough sex.
I think you’re cute
cute as in I wanna hear what you sound like while experiencing an orgasm
does anybody else legitimately worry about how they’re going to share a bed with their partner when they’re older? like buddy i need all the blankets to make a burrito and then i need to throw them off of me dramatically in the middle of the night and lie spread-eagled across the entire bed how is this going to work
It scares the living shit out of me that there are people out there who can empathize with a fetus but not a pregnant person.
The lack of tattoos on my body is highly upsetting.
-you smell different when you’re awake
-please help me (then smile as if nothing happened)
-you have lovely skin, I can’t wait to wear it
-your hair tastes like strawberries
-he knows, don’t go home.
-I always knew you would die in my arms
-every time I poop I think of you
-no one will ever believe you
-I killed mufasa
-I bet you didn’t feel me lick your ear
-mother told me it would be like this
I think its hilarious that you’re “mad at me” and unadded me on facebook, and I just noticed now.. Sorry, some of us are too busy enjoying our lives to worry about who deletes us.