Lonely Panget.

I have to admit that I’m totally guilty of this fantasy at times. Then again, if I were that serious about it, I’d probably be doing it by now. That seems to be the thing most bitches in my country are raised to aspire for.

dearcoketalk:

I’m pretty sure I just want to marry a rich man and never work a day in my life. Thoughts?

A little wish thinking is fine every once in a while if you’re stuck in traffic or run out of magazines at the airport, but why imagine yourself as somebody’s lap dog?

This kind of bullshit only…