Stop Faking Your Orgasms

Back in the past this blog was run by another person who happened to be me but much worse.

(as i scroll through tumblr looking at all the posts) hmm… beneath me, beneath me, juvenile… petty and childish… beneath me… this one is good. beneath me, juvenile, beneath me

no amount of employment could stop me posting on tumblr dot com

if i’m not your favorite girl in the whole world why are you even talking to me?

Bringing this back

tell me how you feel about me in a 500 word essay please and thank u

And if every word doesn't echo a deep seated unhealthy toxic reverence toward me you will be beheaded

i love when i can smell my perfume on myself like damn girl you smell delicious

ugh. forget everything i’ve ever said. unless you thought it was smart or funny in which case remember it forever