i like my men how i like my tea
thrown in the boston harbor
I like my men like I like my wine.
Twelve years old and locked in a basement.
I like my men how I like my meat
ground up and in the freezer
I like my men how I like my books
bound in leather
I like my men how I like my homework
spread all over the table
one on top of the other
I’m so done with this site omg
having crumbs in your bra is one of the worst feelings in the world
have you ever stepped in a puddle with your socks on?
Have you ever had the dark lord scar you and kill your parents when you were a baby
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
have you ever just wanted an oscar so bad