being a woman is so interesting. yesterday was a good one, one for the books. today i want to commit h0m!c!de
so this is me
i’m sorry but how am i supposed to just act okay when i just saw a sliver of bicep. me seeing arms is like victorian men seeing ankles. i feel like im gnawing at the bars of my cage just to see some bicep
hope the girls that moan while giving head have a great day
if one more person says “what are you wearing” or “can i see” i’m going to commit a cr!me
need a loyal older man that treats me like a princess 🎀
need someone to lay between my thighs so i can play with their hair
me n who
this is a psychological need
sometimes get bored of a conversation so i just say hi and act like nothing happened