February 2012
eat my face and hope to fuck
she feels like my sentimental side should be held with kids gloves
she doesn’t know that I left my urge in the ice-box
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creepychick:
when she stops kissing you with her mouth open, find the screw driver. buy a newly cut shank of beef. leave so much blood in the kitchen she has to ask what happened. when she no longer calls you baby, hide all the silverware between the couch cushions. send her there to sleep. if she does not…
will nature make a man of me yet?
graciehagenphotography asked: NOT a question: you've got taste in things.
