the only permanent things in my life are my tattoo

tumblr is my little vague diary. you guys know nothing and everything.

I’m only showing you 5% here, but you don’t get to know the rest if you can’t handle this part.

Sexting while at work >>>

i just want someone moaning in my ear about how good i feel, is that so much to ask

Apparently. Smh.

being a mutual isn’t enough. i need you so deep inside me that you can’t help but let out a little moan

there is an IMAGE in my HEAD and i cannot DRAW IT. hatred and rage.

there is a CONVERSATION in my HEAD and I cannot WRITE IT. rage and hatred

there is a VIDEO in my HEAD And i cannot ANIMATE IT. hage and ratred

There is a GAME in my HEAD and I cannot CODE IT. Ratred and hage.

there is a SONG in my HEAD and I cannot COMPOSE IT. haged and rate.

there is a MOVIE in my HEAD and i cannot FILM IT. raged and hate

there is a CRAFT in my HEAD and i cannot BUILD IT. snage and snatred

i dont "struggle" with isolation, i'm actually soooooo super fucking good at it

you don’t have access to my premium personality package

u ever see urself post shower half dressed in panties and a shirt/pants and a bra with ur hair still messy and think to urself goddamn it is such a shame that there is no pervert in my house dragging me into bed by my hips right now