me: what’s for dinner?
her: *spreads her legs*
so, did you not cook or ….. cause popeyes closes at 10 and i need to leave now if i’m gon make it.
Being alive is getting really expensive
my personality varies from unbearably clingy to disturbingly distant and there is no inbetween
if u askin about my bra size u better be planning on takin ur ass down to Victoria’s Secret to buy me some nice bras