Morgan. 20. Journalism major. Aspiring photographer. I enjoy good films, good books, good coffee and AP Style.
What if your giving a bj in the shower and he just starts shampooing and conditioning your hair
1. Night. Obsidian slides on the islands of Hawaii. My grandfather’s cancer spots and the x-ray of his deflated lungs. His coffin two months later. Ebony keys under hands that are too dark to be called anything but burnt charcoal crystals, and Beethoven playing softly three floors down in my uncle’s apartment building — O Freunde, niche diese toen, sodern lasst uns angenehmere anstimmen und freundenvollere.
2. You. Your heart. Your mouth when you said
you didn’t love me anymore.
will suck dick for more space
screw off, Taco, you shit in a box of gravel
"ARE WE REALLY HITTING ON EACH OTHER RIGHT NOW OR ARE WE KIDDING?!!" The Musical.
Definitely don’t know if that was a mistake or not..
Now accepting applications for an attractive boy to give me a massage because I’m hella sore from quidditch practice.
tbh if i was hot, the chances of me becoming a slut would increase by about idk 800%
when you refuse to look at your bank account balances and pretend like everything is ok