Sep 19, 2025
rejected my first boy today and i have never been happier. staying loyal to my crush (who i THINK likes me back) ✌️
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rejected my first boy today and i have never been happier. staying loyal to my crush (who i THINK likes me back) ✌️
Guys my fucking best friend just texted me to let me know that she hates dnads and i want to fall into a bottomless pit and die
"One look at you and I can already imagine how you would appear beneath me, a moaning, panting mess. Shuddering and begging for my touch. Pleading for more kisses and nibbles to your sensitive skin. An adorable image, truly. Would you be willing to make the notion a reality tonight~?"
His words sent shivers up Kieran’s spine. If it wasn’t for the youth minister’s rather dark eyes and imposing air, the caretaker would have been sorely tempted. How did it come to this? Mr Christiansen is a married man with children. He taught Sunday classes to the orphans who has interest in the religion, he had lend a hand in arranging public events for the home, and had donated generously when he could. Kieran shouldn’t be doing this to such an honourable man. But this man right now, is not the Mr Christiansen Kieran has met many times before. He’s different.
"Stop, please,” he shudders, trying to push the man away. “I don’t think we should be doing this.”
me: I finished this book last night and it was so incredible and so intense at the end that I couldn't put it down until I was done so I ended up going to sleep super late but it was so worth it and I cried so much...
him: oh, cool. well I have homework to do, I'll see you tomorrow then!
me: oh
I used to be quite the little asshole...maybe I still am...
I was just on my facebook, and this girl decides to friend request me.
And her face looks ridiculously familiar, and I'm sitting here wondering, where do I know this bitch from?
Then I remember- in the seventh grade, I got her boyfriend to cheat on her with me, then dump her for me, then rejected him when he asked me out...
Oh, middle school, what a playground you were for me. Truly.
Maybe I should add her and apologize...but I'd hate to break such a perfect streak of evil...