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Yesss
firstcigaretteaftersex: Yesss
firstcigaretteaftersex: longhairvixen : Us
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talltampatickledom: This is your purpose.
This is your purpose.
talltampatickledom: This is your purpose.
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stricatul: texting is cool, but what if we went on a late night drive and played all out fav songs.
texting is cool, but what if we went on a late night drive and played all out fav songs.
stricatul: texting is cool, but what if we went on a late night drive and played all out fav songs.
distrikted6: Turning an innocent girl into your personal little pornstar>>>>
Turning an innocent girl into your personal little pornstar>>>>
distrikted6: Turning an innocent girl into your personal little pornstar>>>>
satyric-desires: …. daddy’s good girl
....daddy's good girl
satyric-desires: …. daddy’s good girl
Mmmh I need u babe
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serendipityscrible: Some connections Some connections are not built on proximity, but on attention. They form quietly, without ceremony, in the spaces where nothing is being fixed and no one is pretending to be whole. They exist because two people choose not to disappear when the weight becomes difficult to carry alone. There is an intimacy in being witnessed without being corrected. In allowing pain to exist without turning it into a problem that needs solving. Not everything asks for reassurance. Some things only ask to be acknowledged. Distance strips certain bonds down to their bare structure. Touch falls away. Performance fades. What remains is consistency. The decision to stay reachable. The refusal to vanish when silence grows heavy. Not all closeness is warm. Some of it is steady. Some of it is quiet endurance. The kind that sits beside discomfort without trying to soften it, trusting that presence itself is enough. Being here is not a promise of permanence. It is a choice made again and again in small moments. In pauses. In unanswered questions. In the courage it takes to say nothing and still remain. Some connections do not save you. They do something rarer. They stay while you learn how to survive yourself.
Some connections
serendipityscrible: Some connections Some connections are not built on proximity, but on attention. They form quietly, without ceremony, in the spaces where nothing is being fixed and no one is pretending to be whole. They exist because two people choose not to disappear when the weight becomes difficult to carry alone. There is an intimacy in being witnessed without being
Why would you think I’m trying to make you jealous? Idiot
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How could I ever let the world break me. Man fuck
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How could I ever let people break my love for romantics
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heldbynight: “If the world breaks us, let it at least be because we loved deeply”
“If the world breaks us,
heldbynight: “If the world breaks us, let it at least be because we loved deeply”
I have a (philosophical) question for all of you, you don’t need to answer, but think about it!
If you had to apologize - sincerely - for one of your biggest fuck-ups, what single word summarizes or stands best for the apology?
Which word do you choose to hold over your head when the other person approaches you, so that they know exactly what’s going on?
I have a (philosophical) question for all of you, you don’t need to answer, but think about it! If you had to apologize -...
I have a (philosophical) question for all of you, you don’t need to answer, but think about it! If you had to apologize - sincerely - for one of your biggest fuck-ups, what single word summarizes or stands best for the apology? Which word do you choose to hold over your head when the other person approaches you, so
runninaa: Si conoces bien a una mujer, el placer más ardiente qué le puedes dar, es una lamida qué la haga delirar
Si conoces bien a una mujer, el placer más ardiente qué le puedes dar, es una lamida qué la haga delirar
runninaa: Si conoces bien a una mujer, el placer más ardiente qué le puedes dar, es una lamida qué la haga delirar