I went on a date last night
I went on a date last night:givememyfuckindopeanddiamonds:
I went on a date last night and then you texted and asked, again, whether I would come there. Start our days with coffee, end with you making dinner. Forever. I feel myself tug towards yes and then I remember why it will always be no with you and I.
There are people in your life who are going to love you for all of the wrong reasons. They will love you for the best part of your face, the best part of you naked, the best mood on your best day, the best story you ever wrote, the best outfit you ever wore.
They are going to miss the scar on the underside of your nose from the time your older brothers dared you to run across a pile of logs. They won't know that you fell on a hidden nail just as you completed the challenge. They'll miss the scar on your finger, too from the time you were seven and closed a swiss army knife on it. They won't understand that these are two of only a handful of things you can remember about your childhood. They'll notice that you have great tits, but they'll miss that your thumb tucks into their palm when you're walking together and that your eyes have darker circles when a migraine is coming. They won't know you get migraines. They won't ask where the story you wrote came from, so they'll never know that it was true. They'll love it because it feels real to them. They'll miss knowing the sweatshirt full of holes that they criticized you for wearing was your dads. You might tell them some of these things along the way, but they will remember the best things instead.
They will love your good moods, your energy, your sense of humor, but miss that you never turn to them, but rather to a shower or a pillow or the back of your throat to shed tears. They won't ever consider you strong.
When the parts that aren't your best come out, some people will shield their eyes as if you have just forced them to look directly into the sun for hours until their irises burn. They'll silently make you promise to never show them that again. Those things are not to be shown. Be at your best so I can love you. I would love you more if only you never show me those things.
And you do not marry those people. You do not sit and sleepily drink coffee with those people. You leave those people and you remind yourself that they missed the better parts of you.
This. This is the most beautifully tragic thing, and I will never forget this.
oh wow.
You do not marry these people.
Filed under: things that make me cry.
This.
So, I’ve joined a local women only gym. So sore I can’t walk. But my instructor has a...
So, I’ve joined a local women only gym.
So sore I can’t walk. But my instructor has a phenomenal ass.
yay?
Hello, Savannah. We meet again. Yay Valentine’s Weekend! :)
Hello, Savannah. We meet again.
Yay Valentine’s Weekend! :)
Is your pussy hairy.? I ask becuz I LOVE hairy pussy lol
gross.
Today sucked. Hello wine.
Today sucked.
Hello wine.
Fun fact: My boyfriend bought me a Hitachi. Goodbye, life.
Fun fact: My boyfriend bought me a Hitachi.
Goodbye, life.
Do you have a kik?
I do not.
I’m also still wearing my scrubs. what am I doing with my liiifffffeeee!?!
I’m also still wearing my scrubs.
what am I doing with my liiifffffeeee!?!
My best friend and I have the greatest conversations after work. On the way home from work, he and...
My best friend and I have the greatest conversations after work.
On the way home from work, he and I discussed female masturbation, orgasms, and clitorises. He now knows that clits get hard.
I love him <3
Today is last first day of classes for my BAS degree. whoa.
Today is last first day of classes for my BAS degree.
whoa.
floracious: I LOVE DONG TOO. This is great. Love his face.
I LOVE DONG TOO.
This is great. Love his face.
lov30logy: There are no words for how much I love...
There are no words for how much I love this.
Forever reblog.
Did I seriously just lose followers for posting my ass? Posting nudies is basically the point of my...
Did I seriously just lose followers for posting my ass?
Posting nudies is basically the point of my Tumblr.
READ MY URL BEFORE FOLLOWING. IT EXPLAINS THINGS.
Sorry it's blurry. You still get the idea
Sorry it's blurry. You still get the idea
I love how he fucks me from behind (which he had just finished...
I love how he fucks me from behind (which he had just finished doing)
My ass and thighs are huge.
My ass and thighs are huge.
I hate myself for liking this song.
I hate myself for liking this song.
I have watched ALL but the season two finale of Homeland. That is 23 episodes. In one week. They...
I have watched ALL but the season two finale of Homeland.
That is 23 episodes.
In one week.
They are all roughly one hour long.
I have spent almost an ENTIRE day watching two seasons of this show and once I finish the finale tomorrow morning, I will have to go NINE MONTHS before season three.
FUCK
My cat is desperately trying to get my bag of chicharrones. wtf?
My cat is desperately trying to get my bag of chicharrones.
wtf?
And now I’m home. Watching more Homeland. I’m on the second episode of the night...
And now I’m home.
Watching more Homeland. I’m on the second episode of the night (S2E4).
Fucking love this show.
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