Aug 1, 2017
u may be a daddy but do u have the sugar?
would i really be fit for the title if i didn't ?
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u may be a daddy but do u have the sugar?
would i really be fit for the title if i didn't ?
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❝ OOOOH ! ❞ she purrs like a kitten, & emerges from thick , black smoke ; red lacquered nails running over sturdy shoulders. ❝ now you . .. you would be fun, wouldn’t you ? you give a girl all sorts of nasty ideas. ❞
starter. / @reframedfuture
@reframedfuture replied to your post “@reframedfuture replied to your post “god i hate all of you” ...”
does it count if you've already made me dead inside
yeah no i’m pretty sure you’ve done that all on your own
no deen-shaped training wheels required
ur tag “SLxTS” looks like ur censoring “sluts”
FUCK
reframedfuture replied to your post: literally i read every spoiler known to man, as...
answer one q: am i going 2 cry
i’m not gonna lie
yeah u probably will
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❛ WHERE’S THE SCOTCH ––– ❜ he tosses it over his shoulder, not making eye contact. harry’s been out for three days longer than he should have. hadn’t bothered to come home quietly, hadn’t even been able to send any word of his delay. he’d breezed through the door, let it slam behind him, marched straight to the liquor cabinet. he hasn’t given tony so much as a glance. ( can’t. ) there’s blood decorating his jawline and hands, which carry the slightest tremble, and under his buttoned coat, the white of his shirt’s blooming red. he turns to face tony. still no eye contact. ❛ and the peroxide. scotch, peroxide, rubbing alcohol. hot needle, thread. –– have we got those? ❜
hey nice theme
why thank you i fucking adore this theme my deer made it for me