See you in 1977
“She had no horses but thought she did” is the real kicker for me here.
“She had no horses
but thought she did” is the real
kicker for me here.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

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Game of Thrones Daily
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Product Placement
Three Goblin Art
we're not kids anymore.

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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Love Begins

#extradirty
YOU ARE THE REASON
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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@evietheminx
See you in 1977
“She had no horses but thought she did” is the real kicker for me here.
“She had no horses
but thought she did” is the real
kicker for me here.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
a quick reminder
Going to need this guy's lawyer
thank you for tags, I was too lazy to elaborate lol but it is funny how the headline is worded as if everyone would find the activities 'fun'
terrifying and incomprehensible to the human mind?
Dear whoever is reading this: I wish you a life full of warmth and happiness and love. I hope you’re okay. And if you aren’t now, you will be.
Natalie Díaz, from “Isn't the Air Also a Body, Moving?”, Postcolonial Love Poem
*throws ibuprofen on the ground and watches the aging tumblr populous peck at them like chickens*
Don't be ridiculous. Our backs and knees absolutely cannot do that.
Beyoncé said, "You could be my daddy if you want to" in "Church Girl" and... listen. I have a great relationship with my father, ok? George always been and always gon' be my guy. If we talking A1s from day one, it don't get no better than that one right there.
But... also, too, and as well...
It's something about calling a nigga daddy - or, more specifically - it's something about a nigga doing some shit or talking to me in a certain tone (some bass in it, but not chastising or disrespectful) that makes me want to call him daddy that just does it for me. I couldn't always explain it. For a good while, I didn't like it, but facts is facts. The clit wants what the clit wants.
I have to be in charge of every other aspect of my life, have to be extra vigilant to make sure nobody's trying to get one over on me or patronize me because I'm Black or a Black woman or a Black woman in a new environment or just because that's how they are.
And I be fucking tired. And because there has to be a pre-established level of safety for me to feel comfortable doing anything with anyone sexually... when I get that? When I can let my guard down with no issues and the understanding that the person in front of me is just as dedicated to my pleasure as I am to his?
...
It's whatever you want, Daddy.
he look like he’d play satan in a straight to dvd movie
I just want to cuddle, fuck, talk about life, watch a movie and fuck again
No more girlbossing i want to girl rest girl sleep girl lay down etc