are you a bad enough dude to kick the shit out of me while im sweating and moaning the whole time
Love not having a ”””fandom””” specific blog. Something new will just consume my mind and everyone has to accept it. My house
if i was the dead wife in a male protagonist’s tragic backstory my dead wife hazy memory montage would be me laughing while scrolling my own tumblr blog
don't look at me with those brown eyes or I might just spend the rest of my life keeping your hands warm






