Oct 25, 2015
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rob: burger king said i couldn’t have it my way rob: now i am the fuckkng king rob: with two bitchin whoppers
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snapchat: imelda
rob: burger king said i couldn’t have it my way rob: now i am the fuckkng king rob: with two bitchin whoppers
( open to v: good vibrations )
❝ Asking you to keep a low profile is like asking you not to sin—what am I going to do with you? ❞
// exposita //
“You can just see the guilt in his eyes, he chewed the hell out of your chord.”
24flocrs
“So just like that huh?” The was a hint of pain in his voice, one you rarely ever heard coming from him. The male felt bare, as if he just put his whole life on the line for something he wasn’t sure was worth it anymore. “This is all it comes down to, you walking away.”
southernconstellaticns
He was upset, though he would not admit to that emotion out loud. Rough hands came down hard over his face his fingers brushing through his beard as he stared back at her. Nash had just exited the bus to allow them some privacy, apparently they needed though he didn’t know why. After all he wasn’t upset. “I don’t get it.” The bearded man muttered. “Who was that guy?” He questioned, his tone ringing with a hint of mockery. “Touching all over you and stuff. I thought you where done messing around with lifeless assholes.”
southernconstellaticns
[ sent ] : oscar knows how to get his vogue on.
// freckled-desires //
"What's wrong with a little road trip, especially if we end up in Mexico. They have taco's and tequila there. It's a win win I would say."
☾[ ;rob x victoria ]
send me a ☾ for my muse waking up to find yours in their bed in the middle of night
Pulling the blanket up to cover them more he chuckled under his breath, still half asleep as he spoke. “Your feet is cold again. Swear I am getting you a boat load of toe socks for your birthday.”