lucy

oh i get it. it’s “i see you pee”

what is

nothing. go back to bed

how gross would it be if girls pooped

Camping and one person feels lonely

me: *opens messages* guess i’ll reply later narrator: she didnt

third base is me asking if you hate me

may 2017 be the year of neck kisses, poetry books, rainy afternoons, soft lips, clear skin and relaxed thoughts

me: i’m fine

internally: *the tunnel scene from willy wonka*