Mutual, violent obsession with an inability to keep your hands off one another or nothing at all.

Happy to announce I’ve promoted myself from “cussing people out” to “slamming them jaw first into a glass surface” this year.

It’s suddenly illegal to be a yearner?

Pressed bare & grinding slow, until you’re wearing my perfume.

No gloss today because I always end up kissing it all off.

I hope I’m not just a mutual to you, but someone you’d be eerily suspicious of if a cannibalistic homicide was committed in your city.

𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲. i hope i'm your victim always

Serving “I totally didn’t spike the punch bowl” realness in pixie hollow tonight. Couldn’t be more proud of you, shortstack. #mbfafterpartyfl

My tongue can carve a shank out of your favorite jolly rancher flavor, if you even care.

Irritating my opps with another bimonthly timeline appearance.

You call & I come, stunning. Miss you more.

Blew a kiss to my favorite barista friend across the café & she pretended to catch, lay it on the counter, chop it into lines & snort it. Rizz unmatched.

stop what you’re doing, honey posted xoxo

𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲. Honey Daniels posted. My life has meaning again.

There’s a face I never get tired of seeing. Riley, my love.