Dixie🇺🇸

Exotic dancer, huntress, fisherwoman. I drive a 2005 Silverado z71. Bear hunting is my biggest passion, I also love my 2 rescue dogs, my guns, my truck, my pain-in-the-ass boyfriend and my country🇺🇸. Any questions or comments feel free to ask 🦌

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Happy happy happy

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Honestly shout out to weed.

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Fun date plan: take a double stack each of E at noon and fuck all day and night overlooking a beautiful view way deep down a trail in the middle of the woods and make sweet passionate love in the middle of a rain and lightning storm

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Day getting a little better

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Blue to put her to sleep 💤

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Nothing says sexy like a bulge through some carhartt blue jeans 😍

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I like my men like I like my drinks, mixed

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I love how big, rugged, tough, and manly he is until I get him alone and he’s the sweetest thing in the world and will do anything to make me smile ❤️

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[getmad-govegan]

being vegan is so emotionally draining like i can’t even look at someone drinking a milkshake without wanting to cry this is ridiculous if your ‘food’ makes me emotionally distressed that might be a sign that it’s not good 

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😈🖐

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How to roll a Chevy, drive your big ass Silverado with wheel spacers down a snowmobile trail and dump it in a ditch 🤦🏼‍♀️

[niagara-flaws]

I hope your stomach drops when you remember me. I hope whenever someone calls you by your full name, that only I ever called you, you shut your eyes trying to get my face out of your head. I hope when you drive past our favorite spot at night you can’t help but hear my laugh. I hope you wish it was me when you find yourself sleeping with some random girl. I hope you think of me often, and it stings every time.

The sting of missing me. (via niagara-flaws)

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If there was a country song about interracial rednecks ripping a 5 speed Chevy truck through some hay fields, stopping under the stars in a clearing and knocking boots, then driving buckwild down a trail in the woods completely naked except hats, it would be about tonight ❤