And then there’s the Heathers… they just float above it all.
I am people. I want to listen. Play me a song.
this deserves endless reblogs.
order a fucking pizza with me and watch a fucking shitty film with me and play with my fucking hair and wear my fucking tees to bed and fall asleep in my fucking arms you fucking fuck
tiny little turn ons:
- people leaning against walls with one shoulder while they talk
- catching somebody turning away smiling at a joke you made
- people who linger on a hug for just a second after you let go
- somebody glancing at your lips while you’re talking
Jesus is not a turn-on he is the way the truth and the light go 2 church and reflect on your nasty ass sins
The chaos of mummyhood… And no, I’m not going to tidy up tonight. It’s all ready for more fun and games in the morning! ;-) xx