Tired and horny but too tired to go out and flirt with nerdy Morrissey fans at Morrissey night even though I got dressed up and ready. Wahhh wahhhhh.
As much as I hate sharing my bed with other people, dreaming about Morrissey at night doesn’t keep my feet warm.
My girlishness has sharp teeth.– Kristen Orser (via sugarsickness)
Some days I can go nearly an hour without thinking of the taste of your mouth.– Tim Seibles, “Slow Dance” (via larmoyante)
I will start my own juice bar in downtown New Albany. I will meet someone who meets and exceeds my standards, and knows how to eat pussy. I will travel more. I will hike more. And garden. And exceed my own expectations for myself and not worry about the future nor will I dwell on the past. BAM. I’m putting it out into the universe.