April 2011
March 2011
I will no longer try.
I will no longer stress about you.
I will no longer care.
It kills me, but I need to stop.
Before I am killed by the act of continuing on.
I will miss you, and I hope you don’t stay away long.
I hope you run back to me.
I will be waiting.
But I cannot wait forever.
insincerelyashley asked: you like it.
and yeah, you win.
and yeah, you win.
Anonymous asked: you're quivering, desperately craving the touch of soft fingers over the smooth skin of your thighs. and then you feel it; his protruding tongue lapping up the sweet nectar of your throbbing core. your moans mesh in perfect harmony and suddenly, as you reach your pleasure's height, you realize that all is right with the world.
WHO ARE YOU THINKING OF?
WHO ARE YOU THINKING OF?
I like my beats fast and my
Anonymous asked: how's your clitoris like
Anonymous asked: have you ever masturbated
ox-timkaay:
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