Everything is great when you don’t give a shit.
Scroll bar gets stuck. Everyone in my lecture behind me just got the luxory of seeing a waxed vagina
today was my birthday. everyone came to my party and despite the lovely sentiment behind the gathering, i didn’t want any of their thoughtful, personalized gifts. i could care less about myself. all i wanted was for you to walk through the door, with only yourself in tow. i just wanted you, all day. bring me back to last week and extend it times a thousand because lately i find myself needing you in my arms at night.
