A cowboy rode into town and stopped at a saloon for a drink. Unfortunately, the locals always had a habit of picking on strangers, which he was. When he finished his drink, he found his horse had been stolen. He went back into the bar, handily flipped his gun into the air, caught it above his head without even looking and fired a shot into the ceiling.

staff:

“ummmmm ur bra strap is showing :/ ”

i thought this was me at first and i was really confused

WE’RE MULTIPLYING

hey

things you don’t point out about people:

I’m not a boobs or booty kind of girl, I’m an everything kind of girl, I will get excited about your ears and your fingers, I’ll lose my train of thought over your shoulders and down your back, Your legs will need to be draped over me in some form at all times of relaxing so that I can run my hands over them, Or your back will find a rest against my chest and between my arms, I will praise your forehead and your eyes, I will tickle the back sides of your knees, I’ll blow warm air onto your cheeks and kiss your smile, Sometimes your frown, I will touch every inch of you that you allow me to touch because I will not solely love the curve of your ass cheek or the perk of your breast, I will love every centimeter of you, When I am focused on you, You become more than a warm body to me, You become my laughter and the place I need to mindlessly touch to feel home, I will love all of you.

Date someone who understands your mental illness and will power through your outbursts with you.