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“Ew what happened , please tell me you’re not naked.”
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"Hey, sleepyhead" (mekiah!)
Send me “Hey, sleepyhead” and my muse will react to finding yours in their bed.
“Ew what happened , please tell me you’re not naked.”
"Hey, sleepyhead"
Send me “Hey, sleepyhead” and my muse will react to finding yours in their bed.
“Last night is a blur but can you please scoot over, I’m going to fall off Kal!”
Send me a "☤" For my muses reaction to waking up with your muses head between their legs.
Send me "Hey, sleepyhead" and my muse will react to finding yours in their bed.
I just went to get a pack of smokes at the gas station and when I paid with all ones the guy gave me a strange look and then he looked up and his eyes got so wide he was all like “fuck” and then he just muttered a very creepy “you look like a really good dancer.” I didn’t know if I should be offended or complimented, I mean I don’t know of any strippers who wear louboutin’s but maybe he just didn’t know shoes.
I doubt he knows shoes and maybe it was just a creepy compliment. I wouldn’t mind getting mistaken for a stripper.
Never? Ever? I mean kids are terrible, but I’d still like to have one later in my future.
I really doubt it. I just can’t see myself getting married or liking someone enough to let them be the father to my child
MESSAGE | OPEN
gus: Would you like to be known as the coolest person in the entire world??
gus: I'd love you forever and make you food whenever you want
gus: would you come and volunteer at a little function with the kiddos this weekend? we could use more hands on deck.
gus: ifffffff you loved me, at all, you'd do it. :)))
morgan : i hate kids sorry
“I have zero patience for rude old people I don’t care if you’re a senior I’ll fucking fight you lets see what moves they taught your wrinkled ass in the war of 1812 talk shit get hit.”
“I’d hate to be the wrinkly raisin who pissed you off.”
Misery Business || Self Para
Morgan woke up with a few bottles next to her. It wasn’t unusual. It was actually too ordinary for her. She pretended to not care as she grabbed them and threw them out, glad her grandparents weren’t home. She didn’t need to get scolded. She felt awful already and it wasn’t even a hangover. It was like she immune to them. As she walked back into her room she closed the door and sat on the bed sighing. She really wished that she had drunk enough to forget about last night but it didn’t happen. She couldn’t bring herself to drink that much. She sat on her bed and snuggled up with all her pillows and she felt something wet on her face. She really hated crying. It was probably the worst thing to experience. But Morgan was human. It happened. But she hated being human and she always lived to be more than that.
Last night her grandparents had let her know that her parents had a possibility of getting out of jail. And Morgan didn’t know how she felt about that. She knew who they were, she remembered something about them , but it was always bad things. And Morgan was fine with that. She wasn’t fine with the possibility of them coming back. Her grandparents assured her that they wouldn’t take her back, at this point they couldn’t she was an adult. And they let her know that it was up to her if she even wanted to talk to them. Her grandparents were 100% on her side.
And Morgan said she was fine, she was totally fine. She barely knew them. And them getting out of jail was a whole if. It wasn’t actually going to happen. It might. But she knew deep down she did. She knew that she really wanted to see them and she really hated them. Maybe her grandparents knew that she wasn’t okay but she was so stubborn , they let her grieve in her own way.
And three bottles later was her own way. But now they were long gonna and Morgan was just laying in bed with tears in her eyes. She wiped them away and closed her eyes trying to fall asleep but it had gotten harder and harder the more she realized she was all alone.
@morgannotnorth : if i don't find a bottle opener soon i will lose it
Probably, I mean, I’m super jealous!
As you should be, I have the most magnificent, glittery hair there is
Oh.. good point Morgan I should probably get out now..
You alright ?
Oh come on now Morgan, you know I’m just playing. If you wanna fight though, you know where I live.
I will, I’ll show up at your house unexpected and kick your ass
Exactly. If I ever have kids, I’m going to make sure they know that messing around with other people is not fun. — Well, in most circumstances anyway.
I mean messing around is fun but don’t be an annoying little dick
Maybe thats why they were hiding from him?
I really wouldn’t blame the person. That kid was something else. This is why I don’t think I’ll ever have kids