1. victoriamadore:

maverick0017:

courtz94:

If you sit on me like this then I’m not responsible for my actions…..

Oh god yeahhh

Ughh plz!

    victoriamadore:

    maverick0017:

    courtz94:

    If you sit on me like this then I’m not responsible for my actions…..

    Oh god yeahhh

    Ughh plz!

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  4. It’s weird how a lot of girls on Tumblr are prettier than actual models.

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unpetitlapinou:

A sweet little anonymous birdie swooped in to make this sweet delivery to my inbox. I am quite grateful. 

this is a lovely picture

    w-y-s-f:

    unpetitlapinou:

    A sweet little anonymous birdie swooped in to make this sweet delivery to my inbox. I am quite grateful. 

    this is a lovely picture

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  14. Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain’t calling
    I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
    I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got ‘em
    There probably was a problem at the post office or something
    Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot ‘em
    but anyways; fuck it, what’s been up? Man how’s your daughter?
    My girlfriend’s pregnant too, I’m bout to be a father
    If I have a daughter, guess what I’ma call her?
    I’ma name her Bonnie
    I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I’m sorry
    I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn’t want him
    I know you probably hear this everyday, but I’m your biggest fan
    I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam
    I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
    I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
    Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back,
    just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
    This is Stan.

    Dear Slim, you still ain’t called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
    I ain’t mad - I just think it’s FUCKED UP you don’t answer fans
    If you didn’t wanna talk to me outside your concert
    you didn’t have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
    That’s my little brother man, he’s only six years old
    We waited in the blistering cold for you,
    four hours and you just said, “No.”
    That’s pretty shitty man - you’re like his fucking idol
    He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
    I ain’t that mad though, I just don’t like being lied to
    Remember when we met in Denver - you said if I’d write you
    you would write back - see I’m just like you in a way
    I never knew my father neither;
    he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
    I can relate to what you’re saying in your songs
    so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put ‘em on
    cause I don’t really got shit else so that shit helps when I’m depressed
    I even got a tattoo with your name across the chest
    Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
    It’s like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
    See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
    My girlfriend’s jealous cause I talk about you 24/7
    But she don’t know you like I know you Slim, no one does
    She don’t know what it was like for people like us growing up
    You gotta call me man, I’ll be the biggest fan you’ll ever lose
    Sincerely yours, Stan — P.S.
    We should be together too.

    Dear Mister-I’m-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
    this’ll be the last package I ever send your ass
    It’s been six months and still no word - I don’t deserve it?
    I know you got my last two letters;
    I wrote the addresses on ‘em perfect
    So this is my cassette I’m sending you, I hope you hear it
    I’m in the car right now, I’m doing 90 on the freeway
    Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?
    You know the song by Phil Collins, “In the Air of the Night”
    about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
    but didn’t, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him?
    That’s kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
    Now it’s too late - I’m on a 1000 downers now, I’m drowsy
    and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
    I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
    I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
    You ruined it now, I hope you can’t sleep and you dream about it
    And when you dream I hope you can’t sleep and you SCREAM about it
    I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can’t BREATHE without me
    See Slim; [*screaming*] Shut up bitch! I’m trying to talk!
    Hey Slim, that’s my girlfriend screaming in the trunk
    but I didn’t slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain’t like you
    cause if she suffocates she’ll suffer more, and then she’ll die too
    Well, gotta go, I’m almost at the bridge now
    Oh shit, I forgot, how’m I supposed to send this shit out?

    Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy
    You said your girlfriend’s pregnant now, how far along is she?
    Look, I’m really flattered you would call your daughter that
    and here’s an autograph for your brother,
    I wrote it on the Starter cap
    I’m sorry I didn’t see you at the show, I musta missed you
    Don’t think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
    But what’s this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
    I say that shit just clowning dogg,
    c’mon - how fucked up is you?
    You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling
    to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
    And what’s this shit about us meant to be together?
    That type of shit’ll make me not want us to meet each other
    I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
    or maybe you just need to treat her better
    I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
    before you hurt yourself, I think that you’ll be doing just fine
    if you relax a little, I’m glad I inspire you but Stan
    why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
    I just don’t want you to do some crazy shit
    I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
    Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
    and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
    and in the car they found a tape, but they didn’t say who it was to
    Come to think about it, his name was.. it was you
    Damn.

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