yes fingers

anonymous asked:

State 7 facts about your body please

i know you’re going for some “my bingus is 9 inches long and it curves to the right” thing but i’m going to give you 7 terribly uninteresting g-rated facts:

  • my eyes are green with an orangey ring in the middle of the iris 
  • my feet are burdensomely large and duckish. i am wearing size 14 4E wide shoes
  • yes, my ring finger is shorter than my index finger. 
  • my gi tract stopped producing lactase in the past year
  • i think i pinched a nerve in my right foot on the plane home from japan because i havent had full feeling in my right big toe since then
  • i have been told i have long arms. and legs. like, both independently, by a variety of different people.
  • i’ve always been kinda prone to nosebleeds

aren’t you glad you asked

anonymous asked:

Pls do nsfw rondertaker!!!!


- UT has some kind of piercing
- ronald’s carpet does not match the drapes
- idek who’s the submissive one here????
- UT has food kink. Will lick anything off of Ronnie.
- i hope UT cuts his nails before fingering the poor boy damn
- but yes UT fingers the fuck out of ronald

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.