yo, that's wack if i'm not the baddest


profile * old * mail * fucking sign it* or how about a nice note? you go forward / i'll go backwards


i hope i'm not dying because i've never been this tired in my entire life. i like the way he swears and the way he walks, the way he moves his hands when he speaks, all that anger in one body and i kiss his stomach just above his waistband, his breath catches and his chest rattles and i unbuckle his belt and make trails of saliva down his thighs, he is mine for at least another twenty minutes
d-land