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gods-rentboy:Nothing feels better than lying on daddy’s bed hot and sweaty as he slides his thick meaty cock in and out of my quivering boy pussy. Fuuck even thinking about it I can feel my hole pulsing with excitement. With every thrust I feel every

“So I read a lot about your pillow technique, and it seems fantastic, but I can’t get it to feel pleasurable? Like, I fold the pillow and lay flat on it and grind on it, but there’s nothing really rubbing against me. I think I’m

strictmom4you: I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT SHE IS FEELING. HOW CAN I THINK OF MY OWN SON IN SUCH A WAY. WHY DOES IT MAKE ME WET TO THINK ABOUT SUCKING AND FUCKING HIM. I CAN MASTURBATE FOR HOURS AND NOTHING HAPPENS UNTIL I THINK OF HIM AND THEN I CUM SO HARD

hoser44:I’m thinking about sucking and fucking a fat hard hot cock…. Nothing feels finer then slurping on a hard cock in my mouth… Wrapping my hot tongue around a hard shaft… Than feeling that hard fat hot cock pounding my tight mature 45 yr old

“and nothing happened to the nothing until the nothing magically exploded…” i have no bad feelings toward atheists, i honestly think of them as being mostly rational people who think logically about what they are able to see and touch

realwifeexposures: realwifeexposures: Just a candid photo my wife. Nothing special about the photo, but thought I’d share it. Feel free to message me and let me know what u think of the photo. I’m curious what u think of such a candid pic of my

loycos: I feel like the D’s don’t really think about their size often… Like, in their head, they’re “slightly taller than average” and nothing more. I don’t think they pay attention to how much space they’re taking. Or maybe it’s because

peachie5000: bismuth: in 2015, steven universe was on hiatus for 27 weeks in the year. in the 25 weeks it wasn’t on hiatus, 38 episodes were released. in 2016, steven universe was on hiatus for 36 weeks in the year. in the 16 weeks it wasn’t on hiatus,

Think about it! If you see wrong being done and do nothing your just as bad. I added a story I found yesterday, because I want white ppl especially to think of how you’d feel if that were your son, brother, etc He’s been LET GO FREE after murdering

fuckreiva: fuckreiva: i was reading through my journal and i found this one page and it broke me update: it’s been exactly one year. i don’t think about him anymore. i come across this page sometimes but i feel nothing besides a slight discomfort.

captainemmarica: nothing compares to that feeling when you discover a new book and it just consumes your life and you literally want to eat and breathe this book and when it’s over you think about it for days and days and the idea of reading a new

denotion: Do you ever just become quiet? For no reason. Your brain thinks about everything at once and you feel as if you’re drowning in thought and you can’t do anything to stop it so you say nothing and do nothing and just sit.

I think Rose Quartz is a really good example to how well this show is handling characterization so far. We haven’t really seen her and we know virtually nothing about her but we feel like we do because of how other characters have spoken about her.

I panicked myself pretty bad earlier thinking about life stuff but I’ve managed to calm myself down over the past few hours to where I actually feel pretty OK right now and I’m kinda proud of that since it was a pretty significant episode that in

I feel like its only a matter of time before they announce a SU video game (not an app game, even though that was excellent). I dunno, I just kind of feel it in my gut that that’s in the near future. But I dunno, might just be wishful thinking on my

im gonna how i feel about the recent events that have transpired the last few days w/ ppl getting killed for nothing and officers thinking that theyre above the law when theyre not. and then after that im not gonna speak about it for the rest of the day.

denotion: Do you ever just become quiet? For no reason. Your brain thinks about everything at once and you feel as if you’re drowning in thought and you can’t do anything to stop it so you say nothing and do nothing and just sit.

delusional-borderline: the worst thing about being mentally ill is like.. nothing is wrong.. my life is pretty okay right now.. everything is fine. and yet.. theres this sinking feeling in my stomach and i cant stop thinking about dying

fuckreiva: fuckreiva: i was reading through my journal and i found this one page and it broke me update: it’s been exactly one year. i don’t think about him anymore. i come across this page sometimes but i feel nothing besides a slight discomfort.

fuckreiva: fuckreiva: i was reading through my journal and i found this one page and it broke me update: it’s been exactly one year. i don’t think about him anymore. i come across this page sometimes but i feel nothing besides a slight discomfort.

fuckreiva: fuckreiva: i was reading through my journal and i found this one page and it broke me update: it’s been exactly one year. i don’t think about him anymore. i come across this page sometimes but i feel nothing besides a slight discomfort.

onlythestrongx3: fuckreiva: fuckreiva: i was reading through my journal and i found this one page and it broke me update: it’s been exactly one year. i don’t think about him anymore. i come across this page sometimes but i feel nothing besides

fuckreiva: fuckreiva: i was reading through my journal and i found this one page and it broke me update: it’s been exactly one year. i don’t think about him anymore. i come across this page sometimes but i feel nothing besides a slight discomfort.

fuckreiva: fuckreiva: i was reading through my journal and i found this one page and it broke me update: it’s been exactly one year. i don’t think about him anymore. i come across this page sometimes but i feel nothing besides a slight discomfort.

fuckreiva: fuckreiva: i was reading through my journal and i found this one page and it broke me update: it’s been exactly one year. i don’t think about him anymore. i come across this page sometimes but i feel nothing besides a slight discomfort.

rechained: fuckreiva: fuckreiva: i was reading through my journal and i found this one page and it broke me update: it’s been exactly one year. i don’t think about him anymore. i come across this page sometimes but i feel nothing besides a slight

felkina: “Hehe how does it feel little follower? On Valentine’s Day your thinking about the love of your life and how you intend to make her feel good… Yet your here wanting my attention! Such a hungry little pervert you are! Mmm but I’m nothing

felkina: “Hehe how does it feel little follower? On Valentine’s Day your thinking about the love of your life and how you intend to make her feel good… Yet your here wanting my attention! Such a hungry little pervert you are! Mmm but I’m nothing

gosh: “Sometimes I find myself sitting in one spot for hours, staring at nothing, thinking of nothing, feeling nothing, and, most disturbingly, caring about nothing.” — Mahbod Seraji, Rooftops of Tehran (via thunder)

denotion: Do you ever just become quiet? For no reason. Your brain thinks about everything at once and you feel as if you’re drowning in thought and you can’t do anything to stop it so you say nothing and do nothing and just sit.

coral: “Sometimes I find myself sitting in one spot for hours, staring at nothing, thinking of nothing, feeling nothing, and, most disturbingly, caring about nothing.” — Mahbod Seraji, Rooftops of Tehran (via thunder)

delusional-borderline: the worst thing about being mentally ill is like.. nothing is wrong.. my life is pretty okay right now.. everything is fine. and yet.. theres this sinking feeling in my stomach and i cant stop thinking about dying

sfmoma: Submission Friday: “Teenage Riot” I was sitting up at night watching the riots happening in Palestine and then I felt guilty about how I’m doing nothing, but observing from a distance. That feeling got me thinking about mybstudents and how

adrenaline: “Sometimes I find myself sitting in one spot for hours, staring at nothing, thinking of nothing, feeling nothing, and, most disturbingly, caring about nothing.” — Mahbod Seraji, Rooftops of Tehran (via thunder)

coral: “Sometimes I find myself sitting in one spot for hours, staring at nothing, thinking of nothing, feeling nothing, and, most disturbingly, caring about nothing.” — Mahbod Seraji, Rooftops of Tehran (via thunder)

denotion: Do you ever just become quiet? For no reason. Your brain thinks about everything at once and you feel as if you’re drowning in thought and you can’t do anything to stop it so you say nothing and do nothing and just sit.

delusional-borderline: the worst thing about being mentally ill is like.. nothing is wrong.. my life is pretty okay right now.. everything is fine. and yet.. theres this sinking feeling in my stomach and i cant stop thinking about dying

fuckreiva: fuckreiva: i was reading through my journal and i found this one page and it broke me update: it’s been exactly one year. i don’t think about him anymore. i come across this page sometimes but i feel nothing besides a slight discomfort.

coral: “Sometimes I find myself sitting in one spot for hours, staring at nothing, thinking of nothing, feeling nothing, and, most disturbingly, caring about nothing.” — Mahbod Seraji, Rooftops of Tehran (via thunder)

coral: “Sometimes I find myself sitting in one spot for hours, staring at nothing, thinking of nothing, feeling nothing, and, most disturbingly, caring about nothing.” — Mahbod Seraji, Rooftops of Tehran (via thunder)

denotion: Do you ever just become quiet? For no reason. Your brain thinks about everything at once and you feel as if you’re drowning in thought and you can’t do anything to stop it so you say nothing and do nothing and just sit.

denotion: Do you ever just become quiet? For no reason. Your brain thinks about everything at once and you feel as if you’re drowning in thought and you can’t do anything to stop it so you say nothing and do nothing and just sit. ⠀

fuckreiva: fuckreiva: i was reading through my journal and i found this one page and it broke me update: it’s been exactly one year. i don’t think about him anymore. i come across this page sometimes but i feel nothing besides a slight discomfort.

dummieblondie: i think i have finally understand why i love giving heads that much. its because; 1- it is nothing about love it is just for his pure joy and it makes me feel like i am like just there to make him cum nothing more. 2- the look on the guys

nobody except my boyfriend is attractive to me anymore????? WHAT IS THIS????

twloha: nurselofwyr: deenoverdami: The thing I hate most about depression is that it tricks you into thinking you don’t have depression. It makes you think that nothing is wrong with you, that you just feel this way because you lack value as a person.

delusional-borderline: the worst thing about being mentally ill is like.. nothing is wrong.. my life is pretty okay right now.. everything is fine. and yet.. theres this sinking feeling in my stomach and i cant stop thinking about dying

fuckreiva: fuckreiva: i was reading through my journal and i found this one page and it broke me update: it’s been exactly one year. i don’t think about him anymore. i come across this page sometimes but i feel nothing besides a slight discomfort.

fuckreiva: fuckreiva: i was reading through my journal and i found this one page and it broke me update: it’s been exactly one year. i don’t think about him anymore. i come across this page sometimes but i feel nothing besides a slight discomfort.

coral: “Sometimes I find myself sitting in one spot for hours, staring at nothing, thinking of nothing, feeling nothing, and, most disturbingly, caring about nothing.” — Mahbod Seraji, Rooftops of Tehran (via thunder)

fuckreiva: fuckreiva: i was reading through my journal and i found this one page and it broke me update: it’s been exactly one year. i don’t think about him anymore. i come across this page sometimes but i feel nothing besides a slight discomfort.

I am trying to get to know you, but in the process of all of this im picking up on your negative energy. I dont know what to think of you now. Your name comes to my head and nothing; no train of thought, nothing to trigger how i feel about you. So is

denotion: Do you ever just become quiet? For no reason. Your brain thinks about everything at once and you feel as if you’re drowning in thought and you can’t do anything to stop it so you say nothing and do nothing and just sit.

denotion: Do you ever just become quiet? For no reason. Your brain thinks about everything at once and you feel as if you’re drowning in thought and you can’t do anything to stop it so you say nothing and do nothing and just sit.

denotion: Do you ever just become quiet? For no reason. Your brain thinks about everything at once and you feel as if you’re drowning in thought and you can’t do anything to stop it so you say nothing and do nothing and just sit.

What’s it like growing up without everyone around you telling you that everything you think and feel about yourself is wrong, that you are only hurting people around you and that nothing you can do is enough?

amaranthdesires:What’s it like growing up without everyone around you telling you that everything you think and feel about yourself is wrong, that you are only hurting people around you and that nothing you can do is enough?

fuckreiva: fuckreiva: i was reading through my journal and i found this one page and it broke me update: it’s been exactly one year. i don’t think about him anymore. i come across this page sometimes but i feel nothing besides a slight discomfort.

vanadia: fuckreiva:fuckreiva: i was reading through my journal and i found this one page and it broke me update: it’s been exactly one year. i don’t think about him anymore. i come across this page sometimes but i feel nothing besides a slight

adrenaline: “Sometimes I find myself sitting in one spot for hours, staring at nothing, thinking of nothing, feeling nothing, and, most disturbingly, caring about nothing.” — Mahbod Seraji, Rooftops of Tehran (via thunder)

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