i keep going to the river to pray, because i need something that can wash away all the pain.

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i keep going to the river to pray, because i need something that can wash away all the pain.
i keep going to the river to pray, because i need something that can wash away all the pain.
Go follow rusticlulabies bc I'm moving there and yeh because this blog is pissing me off and I hate it and ... just be glad i'm not deleting like i was going to earlier.
i keep going to the river to pray, because i need something that can wash away all the pain.
i keep going to the river to pray, because i need something that can wash away all the pain.
I have college tomorrow but look, I can't fucking sleep -.-
i want a plot where muse a asks his sort of ex-girlfriend, muse b, to drive him across the country to visit his current girlfriend since he can’t drive and both of them didn’t go to college after graduating. however she’ll say yes, assuming it’s just a quick drive across america when in reality she’s signing up for getting lost, eating crap and falling in love all over again as they experience different adventures on their way.
I won't be on until later. I'm going out yo
Jason: i'd fucking love to come over
Jason: you're just a fucking tease, mace
Jason: are you touching yourself?
Macy: you know the address, poohead.
Macy: .... i might be.
Macy: you should come and help me
Jason: mhm, you said you've never sexted before, i wanted to be the first
Jason: now, to be your /actual/ first..
Jason: fuck, babe, i'd treat you like a fucking princess
Jason: a naughty princess who needs to be punished
Jason: i do enjoy that, shitting hell
Macy: would you like to come over?
Macy: because this rather innocent girl is rather horny now
Macy: and she wants to se how badly you'll punish her.
Macy: c'mon jace. fuck me.
Jason: yeah, that is a big turn on
Jason: but i want to make sure you're able to tell people you've sexted someone
Jason: besides, i know you're no stranger to taking sexy pictures
Jason: why don't you take your shirt off and then take a picture of yourself for me, huh?
Macy: you're taking my sexting virginity?
Macy: maybe i'll allow you to take my actually virginity
Macy: [ img attached: https://24.media.tumblr.com/f4e85ab44776adf3ca39b56d780ef49c/tumblr_n3y1l8BWvf1tsw8hro9_250.jpg ]
Macy: enjoy
She hadn't expected a nine hour flight. But that was what it took to get to Gatwick. She'd splashed the cash on a one way plane ticket to visit her long distance boyfriend, adding more money on top of that for a cab to Bradford. It was dark outside, which had surprised Dylan seeing as she had left New Orleans when it was light.
The Taxi dropped her off outside the fire station - seeing as she had no idea where Gideon actually lived. All she knew was that he worked as a fireman, so this was her best bet.
Skipping up the steps, dragging her suitcase behind her, the American beauty placed her sunglasses on her, tapping the glass where the receptionist sat, smiling lightly. "Hey, I'm looking for someone called Gideon." She wanted to surprise him, so of course she hadn't attempted to call or text him.
Why are there no gifs of Jamie Curry?
Jason: take your shirt off too, babe
Macy: shouldn't you be watching me do this?
Macy: isn't that the whole turn on for guys? .-.