Talking to Daddy on the phone and I start choking up because this whole extended thing is killing me.
He just says “Babe….” and I fucking lose it. Start bawling.
I don’t pray. I don’t really do the whole miracle thing.
Right now, I just hope that maybe, just maybe, I can have one.
I mean, fucking Seahawks lost today, so can I get this? Can I get my man home? Why is it too much to ask for?
Leave her like this and she’ll love you forever. Beautiful.
no hope, no room, no escape, dominated into submission out of pure lusting desires. THIS IS A DECLARATION OF UNIVERSAL OBTAINMENT.
Daddy come home for fucks sake.
Good, because I like to hurt you.