1. weekend escort and/or
2. $8 1mg/xanax, ny street price

my love of jackets, bags, shoes, and raw denim has gotten completely out of control

mighty-mau:

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i am dying for those boots

im dying for that boy

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

i havent gratuitously shared a picture of myself in a while.
fuck wednesdays.

(via littleteaspoon)

i pretended to sleep an extra 15 minutes this morning because i was too in love with listening to him breathe.

looooonnnnngg weekend.
free place to stay.
cool kid to hangout with …

with an adorable british boy. except i spent the day on xanax, therefore i cant remember his face, what i had for dinner, or how the evening ended.

i wonder if i should ask him if he would like to go out sometime. and act like ive never met him before.

maybe he’s into crazies?