The closest approximation to how long I have to wait, based on what Sir tells me, is “long.”
And I have in the past, but this time I’m trying to be an honest girl.
Month: September 2013
“Sweetheart, you know it’s improper to chew like that.”
The pizza out here is sad and soggy and disappointing.
I’m pizzasick. I miss the pizza I grew up with.
But in less than a month, I get to go home for a little bit, see my man and eat some real goddamn pizza.
I don’t know if you got an answer yet (and apologize for bothering you if you have) but the material in the face wrapping gif you posted looks a lot like athletic tape.
StandardThank you!
Now somebody should find me some.
What’s the link to the list of reasons for denial you mentioned the other day?
StandardNote that I don’t really endorse a lot of the reasons on this list.
..most of that list hit like all my “Ew gross go away” buttons.
eugh wow that kinda creeped me out
Just going to “nope” all over the place about this
Yeah, no, it’s not something we’ll be carving into stone at all. It’s highly problematic. It was mostly that he was making me edge myself while he slowly read this absurdly long list of stuff that is just plain ridiculous and blah.
What are they wrapping her face in? I need to know.
For, ah, academic reasons.
reblogged mostly for that commentary right there…
Lockdown that facehole..
What’s the link to the list of reasons for denial you mentioned the other day?
StandardNote that I don’t really endorse a lot of the reasons on this list.
I could spend an afternoon like this.
Or two.
Or five.
Or a couple of weeks.
So, I’m cleaning in the silly little boxers and coat Sir left here when he moved me in.
And I took a few silly little photos for him in them.
He said I could share one with you.