i cursed these legs i walked on
so unbelievably frazzled right now. so tired. so half awake. running on empty. haven’t stopped in weeks it feels. i need a time out.
ha ha so emo. turned away a lush last nite. some asshole lifted chelsea’s ipod. disgusting.
nothin’ like a new suit to turn it all around though. hip scrape bonus.
you should see the reject photos. or not. i have no bathingsuit pose game. that bag of chips on my side dresser are pretty undelicious. if i don’t plow through something in 30 seconds without breathing, you know it’s a flop. india’s magic masala flavour, from my new favourite bodega thanks to rob.
can it just be summer now please?
here is a shitty picture of my ass and uv vodka plug.
this was just an in-betweener post. i’ll dazzle you in a bit. things get going a little slower ’round these parts when your brain is functioning at the speed of a skittle.
i fucked up and didn’t link to the evelyn room correctly down there so go pay them a visit thanks bye!
Cute bikini…looks good on you!
thank you, and thank you
Nothing perks up a shitty ass pic than a curtain of lovely locks above the ‘tocks. Now perk up.
that was terribly awfully wonderfully sweet of you. thanks.
ah more than just a cute bikini… much more… do i really have to stop looking?