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✨ currently training for the ‘slutty little waist’ competition 🫶🏻
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Sometimes when he talks I gotta pretend to listen bc all I’m thinking about is how I want to smell his bauls
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My greatest hope is that the next plane crashes on the whitehouse lawn, and there's a dominatrix on the flight, and the crash launches a strap-on out of her luggage and into the oval office where it gets lodged permanently in Trumps throat so he dies choking on a dick.
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“Nobody’s going to want to sit on high-speed rail for fifteen hours to get from New York City to LA.”
Me. I will sit on high-speed rail for fifteen hours. I’ll sit on it for days. I’ll write and read and nap and eat and then do it all over again. I’ll stare out the windows and see America from ground level and not have to drive. I’ll see the Rockies and the deserts and cornfields and the Mississippi River and your house and yours and yours too. I’ll make up stories in my head about the small towns I see as we go along. I’ll see the states I’ve yet to see because driving or flying there is a fucking slog and expensive to boot. I’ll enjoy the ride as much as the destination. And then I’ll do it all over again to come the fuck home.
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can I interest you in dicking each other down?
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my dad has this crazy ass huge camera lens so we went out during the eclipse last night and got maybe one of my favorite photos i’ve ever had a hand in taking

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