Jan 31, 2017
when does it ever happen that I feel so good about things I take a bathroom selfie... like who the fuck am I today. I'd like to hang onto this.
Loading...
seen from Russia
seen from Italy
seen from Türkiye
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Germany
seen from Malaysia
seen from Italy
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Russia
seen from Russia
seen from China
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from Portugal
seen from Latvia
when does it ever happen that I feel so good about things I take a bathroom selfie... like who the fuck am I today. I'd like to hang onto this.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Yet another personal rant. These have been coming up a lot for me lately so scroll on past while I release these emotions to the void.
Just had my ex-step dad’s new wife show up on my suggested friends on facebook. Fuck that. I mean, for context: “Ex” as in helped raise me from ages 6-17, so it’s been almost seven years since they split. “New” as in married three years ago - not exactly a shock anymore.
But here I sit, wondering how he’s doing. If he still travels the world and draws cartoons signed by ‘Funny Clown’. If I cross his mind when he goes fishing for salmon or halibut. If he still yells at the TV while watching the worlds quietest sport (golf). I wonder if he wonders about me. If he’d be proud of me for my efforts in college. If he’d want to know I’m getting married, or meet my fiancé. If that’s even appropriate for me to tell him.
You’d think after seven years post-divorce I wouldn’t even be phased to see his newer wife’s name come up. But it just reminds me how long it’s been since I’ve seen or spoken to him. I think I just didn’t expect that he’d ever fully fade out permanently. I think I thought he’d always sort of be there still. Same time, I can imagine the type of painful symbol I would represent to him. No wonder we lost touch.
chilling at the stove for hoots out the hood fan, but damn it's also one solid light source for selfies
It's hilarious to me when people try to bash 'millennials'. It's literally like a 30-year span of the population (mid 80s to early 00s)... half of the people who hate on millennials actually belong to this group of 'whiny', 'soft' and 'easily-offended' individuals. I wish people would think before they speak.
Ty snapchat filter for lying for me
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
I get married in exactly one year
hoooooooly shit
No more studying... Pleeeeease...... 📚🔫