br& new yaaas
When Michelle and John found their respective significant others fucking each other, they decided to dump them and hang out for a night of bitching. But then they ended up on the couch. By the end of the night their exes would find them their having much better sex than they had ever enjoyed.
// J A M M I N’ // x
I had a funny feeling as I saw the house disappear, as though I had written a poem and it was very good and I had lost it and would never remember it again.
Raymond Chandler, The High Window (via liquidnight)