Pool bound
What were you saying about summer?
New toy: a tiny hogtie for a tiny girl with a big case of the squirmies.
The tags though… *dying*:
#nankingdecade #hogtie #crafts #squirm #squirmies #oh god #i am so fucked
Hahahahahahahahahaha… *wipes tears*
You all made fun, but let me tell you.
That hogtie was no match for this tiny girl’s squirmies.
Guess who had to bring it home for repairs?
Kitten says I don’t post enough selfies. Here’s one of me just shamelessly rocking a 90s turtleneck.
Hell yeah get that selfie game strong.
Let it be known that I told him to post it yesterday and he was like, “I’m not that vain.”
And then less than 24 hours later…
I know someone who doesn’t mind being the pass around party slut.
Me me me it’s meeeeee.
I’m a big girl, Sweetheart thinks to herself, as she tries on the unfamiliar lingerie and makeup. I’m gonna work in a big girl club. I’m gonna take extra shifts and earn lotsa money and make Daddy proud and and…
“Sweetheart,” his voice interrupted. “How many times do I have to tell you not to go through your big sis’ drawers?”
I have a training regimen all planned for kitten.
Have I mentioned Mr. Purple has a little suction cup?
(But also: nope nope nope nope nope.)
I finally found a solid sweater vest to match my purple argyle socks. Did I ever mention it’s my favorite color? Because that’s what I’m rocking to the very sexy, very decadent New Year’s party I’m attending with kitten.
Congratulations to a certain special somebody on his first tumblr selfie.
And holy crap I am so nervous/excited/emotions for New Year’s!!!