yasmin

baby pink, long lashes, silk and diamonds, bouquets of roses, vanilla scented princess

going through something alone, when you really needed help, makes you see everyone differently

I always feel so bad after oversharing like pls delete that from your memory and pretend it never happened

"it's just stress" oh thank god, it's just the silent killer that slowly kills you, perfectly harmless, no need to worry

Yes, babe, you can show me your Stardew Valley farm while I'm cockwarming you

tank top so tight my tits are practically spilling out + popsicle + him trying sooo hard to concentrate and answer my questions about the game he likes

you've met me at a very "yeah i'm trying to work on that" time in my life

in my horny and slut era (on the verge of mental breakdown, begging to be held and never abandoned ever again)

I’m the first and last person in my bloodline with a tumblr blog