home from savannah, georiga. i wanna move to savannah. can i move there? please? no? okay. but seriously it's so hauntingly beautiful there. it's haunted for sure. i know it for a fact because i had an encounter with a spirit. at the sorrel-weed house i walked into the slaves quarters and i felt like i was going to be sick. i heard whispers and nobody was standing next to me. so I was like, "oh okay that's cool" and then i walked into the voodoo room (because mr. sorrel was from the Caribbean and they practiced voodoo for religion) I couldn't help but feel somebody was standing over me the entire time. Idk but it was fun. :) xx #summer2013
Louis looked at an old picture of himself that was lighting up the screen of his phone. He was wearing white booty shorts with a little bunny tail clipped on the back and two white bunny ears on his head while his fluffy brown hair was styled messy. Louis worked as a male model for Playgirl magazine. And he was one of their best. He was small and adorable, but mostly innocent. Unless it came to sex, he was a cockslut, and most of the boys loved it because Louis had two blue bars in his tongue that were half a centimetre apart, he loved being filled, and he loved riding. Most boys at the mansion said he was the best at it. And he knew he was. He was happy working for the magazine, Or.. well he did. The mere eighteen year old was getting everything handed to him, he lived in the Playgirl mansion with the other models, was filthy rich, had friends... till his parents decided to send him to a fucking catholic all-boys boarding school for the summer. Louis huffed and puffed the whole time till he parents kicked him out of the car outside the school, the boy walked passed the football pitch while the team was training, one of them kick a football right at Louis, getting mud all over his grey oversized sweater. He snapped at the boy and walked to the office, getting his keys for his room. He sighed and tugged his bags up the stairs with a struggle till he got to the room, swiping the key and padding through the door. As he looked into the room, he spotted the nicely dressed boy, in his tidy uniform, watching a movie and he immediately assumed it was his roommate, since he was informed it was two to a room. "Uhm.. Hey, I'm Louis.." He said awkwardly, biting his lip as he watched the Catholic boy curiously.