Amanda is...
A list. Because I love lists.
Amanda is...
Irritated.
Because? I don't want them, I want you. And what you want makes me want to scream.
Flattered.
Here's the line: "you're not like other girls. you're better." If only.... *sigh*
Lucid.
Why is this notable? Because I would rather NOT be lucid. I'd rather be drunk as fuck in some stranger's bathtub.
Dirty.
So, so dirty. Unfortunately, I'm not sharing the details. I'm tired of sharing. Fuck sharing.
The End.
Oh yeah.
Call if... a) you're the stranger with the alcohol and bathtub b) you'd like to fuck sharing with me, or... c) you've found my lost imagination.
About Me
- amanda
- You can call me Amanda, Day, or Love. <3
I have a tricky aura
Im secretive, but open
Sweet, but harsh...
If you want to make me smile
Just roll the windows down, turn the music up, and go FAST.
It works.
I teach preschool.
I love my kiddos, even when they're sneezing in my face.
My 'things' are older men and verse.
I could always use more LOVE.
mmmm.
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