Riding solo!

good morning, lovelies. 🖤☕️ woke up feeling a little less like death today, which was a nice change 🤭 made my coffee, crawled back into bed after school drop off, & somehow ended up reading until it was barely warm. typical. eventually decided my poor body needed something besides another day of being curled up under the blankets, so… bed yoga it is. knees tucked up to my chest, hips shifting, back arching, trying to work out all the stiffness from being sick for days. and the noises? yeah… we’re just not going to talk about those 🫦 i think i’m finally starting to feel like myself again. thank fuck 🖤 seriously, there’s only so much sleeping and doing absolutely nothing i can take. god, i’m getting restless & apparently being stuck in bed this long has given my imagination way too much free time. so now i need to know something… what was the first dirty thought you had watching me move around the morning? 🖤 not the answer you’d comfortably leave in the comments. i mean the one you started typing, thought fuck, that’s a little bold, and almost deleted. i’m curious how many of you are actually brave enough to tell me. 😈🖤 don't forget to vote on the color lingire for my next photos.