FicklePrick @fickleprick - Tumblr Blog

nightowl1556

These two have ruined the word "fantastic" for me

fickleprick

😭😭😭 ugh my heart

Also back on tumblr bc I cannot get enough of Caitlyn and Vi. Just UGH SUCH A ACCURATE PORTRAYAL OF LESBIAN YEARNING!!!

Cannot believe I’m horned up over cartoons, but that sex scene… I took it personally LMFAO!!

I LOVE LESBIAN SEX AND LESBIAN YEARNING AND LESBIAN FOREPLAY AND LESBIAN INTIMACY AND LESBIAN FUCKING!!!

The fact I can roll around in bed with the prettiest girl with the softest skin and the softest moan. Ugh. Thank you god. This is what I almost missed out on in life and that’s just CRAZYYY!!!

#latebloomerlesbian

amisscreant

With @staff 's recent post saying 1/4 of this site is LGBTQ going around, I'd like to see what the actual demographic is

So!

would you identify yourself as:

LGBTQ+

not LGBTQ+

unsure/questioning

Voting ended onSep 4, 2023

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fickleprick

I keep looking at my selfies and I’m like damn my boobs look HUGE! My boobs have grown but it’s definitely the gravity that helps them appear bigger.

Oh well

fickleprick

If only she knew how big they’d get and how your back hurts all the time now 😂😂

I still love my big ol bitties

starshinesim

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havingrevelations-deactivated20

shaking six year old me by the shoulders YOU WERE RIGHT. YOU WERE RIGHT ABOUT LOVE AND ABOUT FAIRNESS AND ABOUT SHARING IS CARING. YOU WERE RIGHT. THE ADULTS DON’T KNOW ANY MORE ABOUT TRUTH THAN YOU DO. KEEP BELIEVING IN THE FAIRIES AT THE BOTTOM OF THE GARDEN. NOTHING IS “JUST THE WAY IT IS”. I AM SORRY THEY EVER CONVINCED YOU TO FEEL SHAME. YOU ARE REAL AND A PART OF THIS WORLD. YOU WERE RIGHT.

nitrosplicer

Fully losing it at this facebook screenshot. 22 inches of green and 1.5 of carrot.

fickleprick

My fear of sucking at gardening personified in this picture

your-gay-grandma

we all must get weirder and more queer. i am completely serious and genuine and this is urgent. please get weirder and gayer now. if you see me acting weird and gay mind your business a little bit.

My favorite little tradition we’ve developed is every weekend we’ll take a morning to either go out and eat brunch or stay in and eat homemade breakfast. Right before the first bite we take a few tokes so that our tastebuds are eager and ready to explode from all the flavors.

Reader… Have you ever had a delectable medium seared fillet steak with a gooey poached egg dripping on top of it, cushioned by a perfectly balanced crispy-outside-but-soft-melted-mushy-inside hash brown stacked between the prongs of your fork coming towards your already salivating eagerly awaiting mouth when you’re high and it’s the first meal of that day and your stomach is already asking you “WHY IS THIS THE FIRST TIME YOU’RE EATING TODAY?!?”

Exactly. You get it.

#getting personal #foodislove

ruinsofathen

digital immortality | virtual e-morality

1. blueskies-bluescreens on tumblr 2. death, virtual grief and your digital footprint 3. online status of a steam community user 4. my journal dot com 5. & 7. hacked-wtsdz on tumblr 6. STurner4077 on twitter 8. the new forms of mourning by julie alev dilmaç 9. all the ghosts in the machine: illusions of immortality in the digital age 10. unknown 11. fairycosmos on tumblr 12. researching death online

Wow, tantos años que hayan pasado 🫢 se me entra una tristeza viendo el 24. Desde hoy, me falta 107 días hasta que cumple 29.

My first post was when I was 15! This blog is an archive of me. Recently in my healing journey I can say I’ve been actively reliving my childhood hobbies and dreams. This place was my open journal. Ideky I was just openly sharing personal details about me to the internet! Now that I’m older, I fear of the consequences of being chronically online (my new fave buzz phrase!).

Idk how I’ll use this space again but thank you for still being here and the warm welcoming.

BUT before I go update my description —my name is so funny. I was fickle about life because I didn’t trust myself or what I wanted/needed. I’m now at peace with life and living because I know anywhere I go, I’ll always survive and thrive. Also an interesting development on being fickle about pricks 😂!! I’ve been dating my girlfriend for over a year now and recently came out as a lesbian. Every day I get more and more signs/things clicking that point to “Damn bitch, you was fruity and gay for the longest! How did you not know?” Well internalized homophobia thanks to growing up Catholic really does a number on you! I wanna do a TikTok about my experience of realizing I was a lesbian while tripping off a 50mg weed gummy.

I think I realized how I can use this space again. Write again! Even if it is personally about my life, I’m still significant and I can still share my thoughts and stories 😌

Buenas noches 😴 ❤️

#getting personal #fickleprick #me #I missed using hashtags as a postcript 🥹#welcome back to tumblr

guccixcucci

Correct

accras

Shea butter love [x]

pussy-and-pizzza-x-deactivated2

Just dump this on my whole body bruh

dop3-peach-ringz-deactivated202

Wish I was getting rubbed like that….with the shea butter

fickleprick

I wouldn’t want it if I was sold this. It was handled too much lmfaooo

9amwarmsun

i don’t trust male ob/gyn doctors

oxe-ix-a-milliox

Excerpt from Eros Modestica, GENTLEMEN DON’T LOOK UP LADIES’ SKIRTS February 14, 2014 “The most searing indictment of male gynecology is the book by Dr. John M. Smith entitled Women and Doctors (The Atlantic Monthly Press, 1992). After spending nearly twenty-five years in gynecological training and clinical practice, Dr. Smith paints a dismal picture of the woman’s specialist. “Male gynecologists, like all men, go through the kind of ‘attitude setting’ that occurs in the proverbial locker rooms while they are growing into manhood.” Dr. Smith, whose practice was in Colorado Springs, says that “It is common and acceptable among practicing gynecologists to speak about their patients bodies, sexual behavior, or medical problems indiscriminately, in terms that are demeaning and reflect a lack of kindness and respect.” (p. 27) Becoming more explicit, he charges them with eroticizing the medical scene: “It is a rare male who is able to see women day in and day out, examine their bodies, hear details of their sex lives, and not only never have a lascivious thought or abuse that access but always remain clinical…” (p.29) He confesses that “I have had a colleague invite me to do an exam on one of his patients under the false guise of a consultation because ‘she has a body you won’t believe’.” “I have seen a physician walk out of an exam room and tell a hallway full of doctors and nurses about the disease his married patient had contracted as a result of an affair. I have seen more than one gynecologist walk into an operating room where another doctor’s patient was already asleep for surgery, lift up the sheet, admire the patient’s breasts, and continue his conversation without pause.” (p.27) Dr. Smith concludes dramatically: After twenty-four years of medical education and clinical gynecological experience, it is my opinion that males should not be gynecologists. The role properly belongs to women.” (p.29)