Fucked Up

And sometimes your best will never be enough

[astrangelittleone]

i want to grind on his lap until he pulls me back by my hair

[molotowcocktease]

What makes you cum?

5 million in my bank account.

[ramoray79]

[theprocast]

“What if I told you I was sorry for all the things I never said to you, for the confessions I buried so selfishly in the depths of my ribcage? Would you forgive me for the stories I kept to myself? Would you ask me to unearth them, to finally voice the words I only ever repeated to myself in the dark? Would you tell me it was too late to dig up things that had died a long time ago, that had lost their meaning a little more with every day you didn’t get to hear them? Would you even stay and listen?”

— everything I didn’t say / n.j.

[teacup13-deactivated20200319]

Aries: I’m always somewhere between just trying to remember you, and just trying to forget you.

Taurus: The sadness underneath the foundation of the earth knows that there were only seven deadly sins, and then you came along.

Cancer: If you place your hand on my chest, you’d feel a thousand breathless beats: every loss, ache & longing fighting for space.

Gemini: I’m sorry to everyone I hurt by loving before I was ready.

Leo: darling, brown eyes will burn your soul and give you life in a single stare.

Scorpio: When I think of you, words become bruises in my mouth, and my heart turns to winter.

Sagittarius: How many sunsets must I watch alone, collecting what's left before sunrise when I am less?

Virgo: Give me a reason to abandon my darkness, or better yet, just join me in here.

Libra: There is you, and then there is nothing else.

Capricorn: Sometimes I like to lose myself just to see if you’d come find me.

Aquarius: I’m not saying I want to die, I’m just saying living without you feels unfair.

Pisces: You’re everything beautiful that I will never touch.

[puppybabey]

me: *rubs up against daddy's leg while we cuddle*

daddy: does baby want something?

me, a brat: idk what you're talking about 😏

daddy: you're such a horn-dog

me: nuh-uh!

daddy: okay, time for the horn-dog test

daddy: *sticks out finger and lightly pushes it past my lips*

me: *tries to resist sucking his finger*

me: *gives in because i'm a suck slut and sucks on daddy's finger pretending it's his cock while grinding against his thigh*

daddy: you little horn-dog

[yourfavbabyy]

i cant stop being sad i hate this :(

[ai-papi-deactivated20201124]

she craved his quiet dominance. the way he firmly held onto her, the way he kept her close, protected her from herself and the world. gently guiding her, nudging her, peeling away all of her layers. the way his eyes spoke volumes and his lips stayed silent. the way her wrist rested perfectly in his grip. the way her body became malleable in his hands, pliant. she craved the peace and stillness that he provided within his embrace. the way he eased her mind, filled her heart, painted a permanent smile across her face and soul

[macrolit]

“The way her body existed only where he touched her. The rest of her was smoke.”

— The God of Small Things, Arundhati Roy

[women-loving-art]

“That conversation we were / always on the edge of having, / runs on in my head.”

— Adrienne Rich, from Twenty-One Love Poems (XX)

[thepersonalquotes]

[dolcepaloma]

“Maybe you are my ‘one day’. Maybe every year we will discuss our mistakes and our growth knowing that 'one day’ we will end up together. Maybe 'one day’ you’ll be my forever. As of now just keep me close to your heart, don’t forget me. Remain my best friend for eternity. Give me confidence and I will give you motive. Rather love me and the thought of me until our “one day” comes along.”

— katemichel

[thepersonalquotes]

[anxiouscrybaby-deactivated20210]

[anxiouscrybaby-deactivated20210]

<3

[lunas-worlds-blog]

Women aren't picking the wrong men. Lot's of y'all men are manipulative and show your true colors when you can't get what you want.

[i-wrotethisforme]

If you end up with the guy you’re with right now, that’s great, but if you don’t, that’s also okay. Because for every guy you love, there are ten more just like him. And for every guy you thought loved you, there are ten more who will do it better.