I DON’T GET TO HUG MY BELOVED GIRLFRIEND AS SHE IS BEING FORCED TO STAY IN A COUNTRY WHICH DOESN’T ACCEPT HER FAR AWAY FROM ME
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“Oh my God, I hate Zooey Deschanel!” Jansen exclaims holding her face in her hands, her hair unneatly kept in her bun as I see the other guy from the movie jump around because he got some pussy yesterday and I just end up laughing with her or maybe even with him, but he’s not noticing that I’m laughing at him, instead Jansen looks like she’s seen hell as I pour milk into the bowl, slowly spilling as I see Jansen start making noises so that Zooey would go away.
Exams coming up
As in tomorrow and today, I’ve got a lot to finish and the request of Alison/Alexa Chung is something I really want to work on and make quite long, so I’m not sure I’ll be posting it today and I guess if I speed it up won’t be as good, so yeah
P.S. the photo stream is my queue xD sorry about that:) spreading the word, really
Sorry about the delay, just really need to study in this case and thank you
WISH ME LUCK
PS: I’m not sure about today and tomorrow
Penetration aches too much and if I could I’d light a cigarette inside this red vacuum, but instead I just pull my knees closer and I bite my lip, making inhaling lips and exhaling as I see a few girls scattered around the lower flower of the bus, as one sits right in front of me and I look at her shirt.
I close my eyes, wanting to get out but instead I look at her body.
“Smoke. Brilliant. Macy.” I can’t say anything, as they shatter and I wonder what’s stopping Kayleen.
“So…Do you like girls?” Lonnie would ask the next second, fixing the falling off frames, tapping the fingers to some beat I’ve heard on the stereo a few seconds ago, offering me the drink which was going through the straw to reach Lonnie’s body.
“Do you feel like Christmas, Bo?” He grinned at me as I felt his hand go warmer and I just felt colder despite the fact that the wind was long gone. The lights seemed to lack the feeling of easiness they held and how they lured me and a distant sharp trace now held in Mason’s eyes. I hardened the grip on the red head’s fingers as my other arm hugged my body in a failing attempt to warm myself.