Hey there, sexuals/friendship/thundercunts, whatever floats your boat, sinks your ship, s's your d's. My name is Ellie, and I am here to blog unimportant things or things that might hit you right in the feels. Or vagina. Same difference. Anyway, to my small amount of followers, hi mom and your six other accounts, ask me anything. I'm here for you and have been through shit that may be relatable to you. And therefore, bitches man. But for reals, if you need help, I will do anything I can to make sure you're okay. All I ask in return is a simple blowjob.
Just kidding. I don't have a dick..
Okay, this about me is getting out of hand.
someone right now could be thinking dirty thoughts about you
I encourage those who are to share them with me.
If you think dirty thoughts about me I’ll get offended if you don’t share them with me
Yeah this is all fun and games until some stranger on the internet tells you he wants to fuck your armpit
Falling for women is easy. Their entire physique is captivating, their hair, tender hands, beautiful smiles; the sound of soft voices, sometimes raspy in the morning, but often calm and sweet. The idea of soft lips against your own, and a kind touch upon your skin sending goosebumps across every inch of your body. Women are like magic.
& then they make you want to run head first into traffic
reasons why wearing your sleeves over your hands makes you superior
1. it keeps ur hands warm
2. for some reason other people think it’s cute so that’s a mega bonus
3. when ur carrying something hot it protects ur hands from getting burned
i want to be in a band i want to make angry girl tunes with my angry girl friends i want to write lyrics that people photoshop onto pictures of nature at 80% opacity and get tattooed on their wrists i want to travel the world in a shitty van and eat at diners at 3am half asleep and buzzed i want all of these things and i’ll never have them and that hurts me