what are you? a slut? you and your Hawaiian shirts with the first few buttons unbuttoned?
and as i summed this hunk of a man up
i want him to fuck me while i wear one of his shirts
i know they smell just like him. musky to the point it makes me wet
billy after you rode him all night
anyone wanna be tagged when i finally post the butcher sundress post?
sorry for not posting a lot
just been busy as fuck lately but i should finally posy some things today <3
(just billy cuz i love him)
they're alive. they're on a date. they're in love.
daily post about my babygirl, daddy loves you
i saw billy butcher in the boys and i went 'who is this psychopathic murderous maniac, i need him'
then i realized it was karl urban, THE karl urban, my Éomer, Leonard McCoy. l and i went 'now i need him even more'
me and the gals talking about fictional men's cocks on tumblr dot com
Spencer Reid is so ‘The Prophecy’ coded it hurts my soul
if i were to call a man "daddy" in bed that'd be him