I need to keep telling myself we are nothing. We will never be anything. Let it go.
I only want two things: an amazing ass and a hot guy to grab it.
Guys I have an Instagram like everyone and their mom so if you wanna follow me it’s benzedrine
I wanna kiss you all the time and surprise you with dirty pictures. You can buy me flowers and cuddle me. We can get drunk and stoned together; spend the day doing absolutely nothing. FaceTime while talking about anything and everything. I want you to touch me. Touch my soul. Be with me.
The lash gods have blessed me today.
I can’t help it. I want to see you, be around you, cuddle, touch, kiss…all the time. It makes me so happy when I’m around you. My face lights up when you FaceTime me.
This terrifies me.