if someone has a fucking phobia of something don’t be an asshole and play with their fear for your own amusement
*smokes a blunt before I smoke a blunt*
do you ever just smell an old perfume, or hear an old song, or pass an old hangout spot and kinda break inside for a couple minutes
i wanna be choked and pounded into the mattress and spanked real hard and called a bad little girl then go out for milkshakes and burgers and hold hands and have my forehead kissed
No girl wants to hear about your “other girls”
Better than a thousand hollow words, is one word that brings peace.
- *friend sees me drunk and leaning on the wall*
- friend: you good?
- *i look up slowly*
- me: are YOU GOOD?! shit im just chillin