Fleurishes:bitch I’m Crazy About Roses. Roses In Face Masks, In Hand Lotions, Dried Rose Petals In Essential Oils. Rose Candles, Roses Between Teeth Or A Whole Bouquet Of Them Pressed Into My Breasts Or Roses In The Street That Have Been Walked On,
sweetbabyraysgourmetsauces: possessive-suggestions: I would kill for you. Die for you. Whatever you want. Name it. I’ll do it. Just don’t tell me to leave you.
