Let me be your:

7am morning fuck before you go to work

Midday text, letting you know that you’re on my mind

5pm cuddle after a long days work

11pm rough fuck as i pound away the frustrations of your day

2am soft whisper in your ear, as i tell you “i love you”


1806; day #3 v

*le sigh*

I don’t know why everyone is counting down until school starts. 

I need more summer. 

It’s my mother fucking 21st birthday. Going to Florida in the morning with a headache. Love me.

“But the memories that hang heaviest are the easiest to recall. They hold in their creases the ability to change one’s life, organically, forever. Even when you shake them out, they’ve left permanent wrinkles in the fabric of your soul.”
True/False game. Make an assumption about me in my ask and I’ll tell you if its true or false. Go.



i’ve never seen something so accurate

This 60 year old man, who I used to buy weed from, just liked one of my pictures from April and sent me a message saying “your very beautiful”.

what do i do