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ka-ka-ka-kanaya:

"i want a blowjob"

quiero una biblia

"call a prostitute"

llama a la monja

"where is the strip club"

donde esta la iglesia

"i want to get laid"

quiero leer la palabra de dios

fluthermucken-the-dancinglobster:

thetripplepppsenpai:

buttermilk-spirit:

hollyfr:

common-coretesy:

whereisben:

zeromelatonin:

 

this just makes me sad

I’m jealous of a cartoons relationship

CUCKLING POSITION!? XD

*sighing intensifies*

DAT ASS DOE!

I liked the Persona 3 reference.

youcouldbefound:

neoliberalismkills:

"no one can love you until you love yourself"

that is complete bullshit

don’t let anyone tell you that you don’t deserve love from other people because you struggle with loving yourself

THIS EVERYONE FUCKING READ THIS NOW.

drewwilsonphoto:


white noise and white sheets. start off gentle and end violently. we melt the winter off our cold skin until were sticking to the sheets. its not like a song. its not like poetry. its not the choppy quick scenes in R-rated movies. its real. you feel the pain. you feel the pleasure. you feel that warm hand on the small of your neck and you dig your nails deep. you fight back. you lose everything and you fade away. the city outside your window goes quiet. the lights in your room start to dim. you stop caring about work. you stop caring about bills. you stop caring about everything. stronger than six shots of whiskey deep, your body feels weak. you swallow each breath i take and you spit it out. you stop caring about being loud. and for just a split second you die. no suicide note. no last words. just a feeling of being lost in peace.

drewwilsonphoto:

white noise and white sheets. start off gentle and end violently. we melt the winter off our cold skin until were sticking to the sheets. its not like a song. its not like poetry. its not the choppy quick scenes in R-rated movies. its real. you feel the pain. you feel the pleasure. you feel that warm hand on the small of your neck and you dig your nails deep. you fight back. you lose everything and you fade away. the city outside your window goes quiet. the lights in your room start to dim. you stop caring about work. you stop caring about bills. you stop caring about everything. stronger than six shots of whiskey deep, your body feels weak. you swallow each breath i take and you spit it out. you stop caring about being loud. and for just a split second you die. no suicide note. no last words. just a feeling of being lost in peace.

haycalhay:

First things first

image

a-storm-for-every-spring:

actionables:

dylan-oscream-my-name:
nodaybuttodaytodefygravity
:

Go ahead and just try to pick a favorite answer

I’m going to spread my STDs everywhere, using this condom

wrap it before you tap it, don’t be a fool, cover your tool

tEEN PREGNANCIES AND OTHER HARMFUL DISEASES

a-storm-for-every-spring:

actionables:

dylan-oscream-my-name:

nodaybuttodaytodefygravity
:

Go ahead and just try to pick a favorite answer

I’m going to spread my STDs everywhere, using this condom

wrap it before you tap it, don’t be a fool, cover your tool

tEEN PREGNANCIES AND OTHER HARMFUL DISEASES

exames:

literally what did I do to deserve you

exames:

literally what did I do to deserve you