Ride 'im, Strider
==> Ugh. Ugh ugh ugh. It feels like your skin is crawling when you put the code in, hands shaking. Your hair is pulled back and it’s one of those common days when you’re in a dress, a simple blue one with an orange sash. It’s comfortable.
==> You soon arrive at Dirk’s home, calling for him.
pointyshadesprince replied to your post: [so i’m still not asleep because i have four needy…
((snaaaaaake omfg wait it’s licking your nipples ahaha mine’s sleeping))
my brother’s my little red corn snake and she’s tucked in my shirt because it’s balls cold over here we’re in the middle of an asshole of a blizzard
i wonder if die sticks his snakes in his shirt sometimes
i bet he does
nightblogging with monroe]