Cockblocking Rodent Bastards.

There are a few certain people on Tumblr tonight that I want to do disgusting, dirty, things to. If you think you are one of them (you probably are) please inbox me as I am drunk and wish to tell you how much I want to bone you.

Someone inbox me, 2am is kinda boring when everyone you know is asleep.

I wanna get to know some of my followers better so if you see this feel free to inbox me and say hi <3

Clearing out my inbox, I found these gems. When taken out of context they’re rather wtf.

Can someone do me a favour and inbox me? I could do with someone to talk to (anon is fine) →

If anybody has anything they want to talk/rant/whatever to someone about then my inbox is always open. →

I adore every single person who follows me, if any of you need to talk about anything no matter how silly it may seem, I will be there for you <3

Could somebody do me a favour and inbox me, I'm having a bit of a breakdown and I need someone to talk to. →

TMI TUESDAY. Get the fuck on it. →

Anon me! I'm boreddddd. It's TMI Tuesday, I will literally answer anything at all. →

Fill my inbox with whatever you want. I will literally answer anything today. →

Can someone please text me? I’m feeling kinda alone and stuff and I could do with someone to talk to. Inbox me for my number (Preferably UK unless you have a shitton of money to waste texting a depressed British girl)

I feel like shit, please inbox me happy thoughts and hugs?

INBOX ME BITCHES!

So erm, on Monday morning I get to find out if the lump in my neck is cancerous or not. I could kinda do with some moral support on this so I don’t have a panic attack between now and Monday =/