The Self-indulgent Fanfiction Will Continue Until Morale Improves

Gaz talking you through it because you’re too far gone to tell him how good he’s fucking you. He knows, baby. He knows. Feels it, too. You’re shaking, spasming around him, and you’re trying your hardest to get away from him, but he won’t let you, darling. Nah. You gotta see this through, beautiful.

Now cum on his dick.

You may like that guy but I like him in a worse and more perverted way than you

hairy chests. you agree. reblog

??? we love fat tummies here idiot

do you want me to put that fictional man in a situation for you miss

the tragedy of tumblr is you will inevitably meet people who you should be having a sleepover with. you should be rolling around on their floor and rummaging through their fridge and watching shitty movies with. you should be shopping with should be going out to a cafe with should be wandering through the aquarium with. people who you should be experiencing quotidian joys with... and you cannot! because they live one million miles away

Yeah you could say I’m doing numbers on tumblr. And that numbers? One

Do you really think it's fair of you to hate your parents for making you exist?

I think everyone should hate my parents for making me exist.

Dear Diary,

It is 3:02am and I am still wide awake.

Side note: cunt is drenched as fuck.

Xoxo,

Ri.