Oct 1, 2013
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*whispers* youre perfect
hardly sighs i'm trying though
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notjustanother--diva replied to your post: [ Maybe I should put thi...
*whispers* youre perfect
hardly sighs i'm trying though
"Does eleven count?"
"Hahahaha, very funny Adelaide. But sure. I'll accept an eleven."
notjustanother--diva replied to your post: ”Sorr...
*whispers* really wants to respond to this ><
hours later i see this
and i still feel as though you should
Hello beautiful person (🌸 ⌒_⌒) state 5 facts about yourself and then pass it on to your 10 favorite followers.
Beautiful? Pfft!
I'm a senior in college
Horrible parker
I live in Florida (est)
I bake things when I'm stressed
I'm very charming ;D
Δ
SEND ME A Δ IF YOU’D FUCK ME
Scott's lips curled into a knowing smirk, eyes expectant. "For you? Any time, any place".
You there... Freeze! You're under arrest for being so nice and cute! Copy this message to ten other blogs who you think deserve it. Keep the game going and make others feel beautiful ❤ ❤ ❤
:'D
doodle - bc ily <3
✿ (casually drops and shuffles away)
send me a ✿ and i’ll generate a number
3: back kiss
So this was where she found herself; Adelaide's couch, a bottle of red wine between them, and the smaller brunette aching for a massage-- or so she said. Ray had gotten to work, fingers kneading under the straps of Ade's raglan tank. Pinot Noir on an empty stomach had the warmth of the booze spreading fast to her hands, faster to her head. A smirking Ray, moving with the currents that the alcohol dictated, bent her head to allow lips to hover at the base of Ade's neck, carefully tracing so as to indicate just what she was about to do-- Ade had time to reject, and she didn't. Ray knew she wouldn't. Those lips, drawing to a pout, pressed to the top of her spine. And her hands, her hands dropped to draw Ade into her by pull of the waist. As if they hadn't both seen this coming.