#because i'm dead.

[sugarstarlights]

If I don’t hand out baked goods in the morning assume I’m dead.

[dosfuego-blog]

i still have yet to vote.

[waffleswiftt]

Taylor are you trying to kill me by continuously wearing plaid?

[queenology]

She looks at you with such wide, hopeful eyes that you just have to crawl up and kiss away her tears. She throws her bare arms around your neck and pulls you into her, skin to skin, locking her lips to yours. You laugh into her mouth and pull away. You have other plans at the moment. You kiss your way down her body, relishing the moans of appreciation you get from her. Her fingers grip your hair tight as you settle between her legs. "Breathe, sweetie," you say and she lets out a gasping breath.