I don’t care if I post to many pics smoking hookah
At the end of the day….no matter how hard i run, nor how slow i run….whether it be a 17:24 5k or a 20:12 5k….to her, i am her champion….To me, she is the one…
Reblogging again because SOMEDAY.
Give me plz
Running buddies are the best ok
if I could be in a relationship like this, I’d be more than happy
- Me: I think I'm feeling better, today's gonna be a GREAT day! :D
- Depression: Nah, let's make you feel hated and lonely.
- Social Anxiety: How about feeling like everyone's judging you and feel all self-conscious?
- Society: What if we actually hate and judge you, confirming your fears?
- Family: Can we also not care about you and yell at you when you get 80s on tests because you should be smarter than that?
- Hope: I'm taking a day off.
Pin me down and gently drag your lips and fingertips all over my skin. Put your mouth on my neck and use your teeth to send chills down my spine. Climb on top of me. Look deep into my eyes. Press that cunning smile against my wanting lips. Bite my lip. Make my whimper. Pull my hair. Help me let out some sweet little moans for you. Whisper in my ear everything you could do to me, everything you want to do to me…then don’t. Make me want it. Make my body beg for it.