reb/rebby/lil legs/the destroyer, 19
i'm gay past the point of no return.
frank turner, katy perry, fluffy animals, once upon a time, swan queen, porn, the inner workings of my fucked up brain, lesbians, some hipster shit, stupid shit, cute girls and ramblings
/rebby is my face and my bitchez
the only thing that's left to do is get another round in at the bar
what i needed to hear (via gaystray)
I don’t want sex, I want the things that lead up to it. The slow kissing then the passionate kissing, then the pulling closer, the neck kisses, the grabbing, biting, heavy breathing, grinding, the pauses while you catch your breath, feeling each other. Oh my.
Stripper: So, would you like a dance?
Customer: Nah, but I'll buy you drinks, happy to do that
Stripper: Thank you, but I'm not here to party. Can't pay the rent in vodka. I'd honestly rather you tip me the money you would have used to buy me a drink
Customer: Nah babe, I'm not into that. I don't need to pay chicks to talk to me
Stripper: You're in a fucking strip club.