Show Me The Way To Bed,Show Me The Way You Move .

17 yrs.
Texas ☺

Why don’t you want me anymore?

My problem is that I fall in love with words, rather than actions. I fall in love with ideas and thoughts, instead of reality. And it will be the death of me.

—Unknown  (via shilpa505)

(Source: roadtothesacred, via m0ckiingjayyy)

Anonymous asked: I hope you overdose and choke to death on your own vomit. I'm sure your parents will love to see your decomposing bloated body covered in your own shit.


your pussy is way too dry to be riding my dick like this anon