A Mindlessly Honest Blog

There’s this cute guy at the gym and we’re friends and talk in between excercises.

I had forgotten I had henna tattooed all over me the day before and I was wearing a sleeveless shirt. The cute boy asked me about it and I started showing him all of the designs through the shirt and when I looked up hE WAS BITING HIS LOWER LIP FUCK

Sometimes I may be tired or distracted,

And that can affect the whole raid and I won’t notice until an officer points it out.

I’d feel terrible and blame myself for holding everyone back. Heck, it almost makes me cry.

I like to write characters and I’d occasionally tell my best friends about them. One of the guys would always judges them by “bangable or not bangable”

In his attempt to compose himself, he had completely ignored the quiet pair of footsteps that approached him. His eyebrows may have shot up in surprise when he felt a warm hand lift his chin up but his eyes widened when he felt a pair of chapped lips against his own.