story is the girl is

it's always right under your nose. always. you just have to look.

the perks of having a boy:
he will move heavy things for me (aka helping me unloft my bed)
we have established that i am "his girl" which is too adorable for words
he will get things that i am too short to reach
he likes to get high and play text twist, i like to get high and play text twist
i feel adult


and some other things too. but that shit is nasty, not for blogs.

HEY GUESS WHAT I'M REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY HAPPY
SO SUCK YOU CAN JUST MY DICK
I REALLY MEAN THAT
GO AHEAD AND FELATE ME
BECAUSE I'M HAPPY AND DON'T GIVE NO FUCK

why is it that when i'm giddy like this it comes off so aggresively?
note to the general public: if i tell you to fuck off/suck my cock/anything else really offensive
it probably just means i'm in a good mood



cause i loooooooooove the way you say good morning
thanks ingrid