Mfhoe

like i don’t know why i’m still so sleepy, i’ve slept for ten hours before coming to work but still lmao

i’m here at work, being sleepy.

my hobbies include watching the trees sway in the wind, drinking warm beverages, walking to places, yearning,

“my love language is you stalking my tumblr”

bro, i stalk my own tumblr. no ty lmao

me: “ew. you’re such a filthy whore!”

me to me: “i’m his filthy whore though. ❤️”

omg. it’s late and i’m fantasizing about my husband’s dick all over again. i-iiii really need to stop obsessing all over it. ew, i’m such a whore. but wait, wait.