Reject First-Aid
Dear Lovelies,
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Omashu
About 6 months ago actually. My Grandma was really ill and long story short wanted to find a niece of hers that she lost touch with when her sister died. I volunteered to make the trip to contact her and just never left. She’s a verily nice lady for a estranged 62 year old second cousin. Did I hear that you graduated mr. man?
You bet your ass I am. But it was convincing wasn’t it?
Oh my god! Devin didn’t tell you? I moved to India through an outreach program. It’s basically impossible to get signal here but I’m staying at a hotel in Calcutta. How have you been?
Make it hard to forget.
(Source: winess)
When do I see you again, oh love of my life? We have so much to discuss. I need to tickle you. I need you to show me more bendy tricks that I will not execute as well as you. I need you to use me as a taste testing guinea pig for vegan food. I need to watch rocky horror with you while dressed as the sluttiest of sluts. And all those other thingies we do. Note the key word is NEED.