Jul 29, 2015
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Meme; Send me a ☒ and I’ll randomly generate a number from 1-50 to see which text my muse will send to yours || still accepting.
49. [text » Breeze.] My grandmother looks at me like she thinks I need to go to church.
briiemode
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Meme; Send me a ☒ and I’ll randomly generate a number from 1-50 to see which text my muse will send to yours || still accepting.
49. [text » Breeze.] My grandmother looks at me like she thinks I need to go to church.
briiemode
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Meme; Send me a ☒ and I’ll randomly generate a number from 1-50 to see which text my muse will send to yours || still accepting.
6. [text» BigSister.] Real talk: do you think I could pull off a beard?
highonrampaige
☒ - lunaticlosthisleash
Send me a ☒ and I’ll randomly generate a number from 1-50 to see which text my muse will send to yours
39. [text» Jon.] I have half a birthday cake and a twelve pack of beer. Are you coming over or what?
lunaticlosthisleash
(∩ -∩ ) [for you and all three of your bbs]
(∩ -∩ ) - I really like you(r blog)
|| Awwww, thank you babe <33 Right back at you, I love aaaall of your muses and I love you too, of course! *hugs* ||
"Take my jacket,it's cold outside."
Renee looked up at Punk and a spontaneous smile curved her pink lips, her eyes sparkling in the dimlight of the car. She nodded and took the jacket he was handing her, slipping it on her shoulders and wrapping it around her tiny body. It was warm and Phil’s amazing scent filled her nostrils, making her heart to tremble. «Thank you.» she smiled again. His olivegreen eyes peered down at her and she couldn’t help but blush. She cleared herthroat, looking away into the street outside. «It’spretty cold, you think it will snow?» she casually asked, peeking up toward thedark grey sky.
primalxalpha
“Tell me who you belong to. I like to hear you say it.”
Alexa bit her bottom lip and dared to finally raise her gaze and meet Jon’s intense stare: the way he used to look down at her always put butterflies into her stomach; it was intense, piercing, demanding and owning at the same time.“To you…” she murmured “I belong to you. I’m yours.”
whatdoesthemoxsay
👈 + nose
Meme; Send me 👈 + a body part for my muse’s reaction to yours suddenly poking them there
They wererelaxing onto the bed, just after having had another session of their wild sex –because, with Zack, sex was always wild.Lexi was peacefully resting to his side, her head placed over his chest, herear hearing his relaxing heartbeat like a lullaby, her fingers trailing absentminded lines all over his sculpted abs. Suddenly, his hand, which wascaressing her head, moved to her face and his index finger poked her nose,making her giggle like a little girl and look up at him. «Yes?» she asked witha sweet smile in her voice.
oceanisleidol
So... you wanna make out?
Alexa shook herself off from her own thoughts as soonas that sudden question hit her ear and took her back to reality. Yes, she was totally daydreaming about thatsame man who was standing in front of her. Dean Ambrose. She widened her eyes and snap raised her face to lookat him: he was wearing his usual cocky smirk on his sensual lips.«W-What…?» she asked baffled, not sure to have heardit well «You picking on me…?» she awkwardly added, pointing at herself andgiving a look around to make sure no-one else was close and he was actuallytalking to her.Makingout with Dean Ambrose out of the blue? Well…
unstablejonmoxley