Last weekend I was drunk for like 48 hours.
There’s a swing at my new house. I’ll be taking all my calls from here now.
(Ignore the bulge/how awkward the wind made my torso look.)
I made a fort/tent out of pillows and sheets and I’m not coming out. Goodbye.
Last night, Matychavez just happened to be in Orlando and just happened to be wearing the same shirt as me~
We’re up early.
Here’s a really classy, flattering photo of me celebrating my birth by punishing the body I was given. Slutting it up in that tank despite the cold worked like a charm too. Guys were literally buying me more drinks than I could hold. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*♥:・ﾟ✧
This is a chest hair update. Happy?
Being gay is too hard. D8ing girls for a minute~
sometimes I just make posts so there’s something in between all the photos of myself.
Nobody in Orlando knows what a Totoro is.
Sorry/not sorry for the semi-nudity, but I lost twenty pounds in two months. So there’s that.
Paper boy realness from the journalism major, y’all.