controll is an addictive gift
todays bird

if i look back, i am lost

Janaina Medeiros

shark vs the universe
YOU ARE THE REASON

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Claire Keane
Stranger Things
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Love Begins

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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Sweet Seals For You, Always
almost home
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controll is an addictive gift
i miss your weight on my chest every day it felt lighter while being smothered by your fur it feels heavier since your body is gone i felt freer being dependent you were my root i am the fruit that had to ripe windfall when i was younger, i looked in awe at the cancerous trees. i felt sorry for them. then cancer came and took you too who is the tree, who is the fruit, and who is nature after all
Overcome martyrdom, become a masochist
I want to be sheltered, but still be free. Self-sufficient, but assured of your dependability. I always want to know that you are open and there for me to lean on while I drift, cause it's your support that makes my drifting, my deepest calling, feel so lush and lecherous
My fish after douching when my men are taking the caviar out
The basement was my house of pleasure, but I was no more than your whore as long as I remained underground. Ascending the stairs crushed my heart, but lying within the wound is an openness I have never tasted before.
A good boy tastes the blood while your concrete remains wet.
In summer, your saliva glides gently, in winter it becomes heavy. I feel heavy, it sticks to me. Icicles on my flesh
come sit with us
Hinterlandauster. My first published publication in series/in a limited edition of 100. Published by @editionbrotscheiben this summer
Matthew 7:6 Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast ye your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their feet, and turn again and rend you. And if I want to? And if like to give that which is holy to dogs? And if like to cast my pearls before swine? Two years of my life. Two of the worst. Put into eight pages. Precious like a pearl. Made for dogs and swine. Made for family. Because family is holy and God has to respect that You can get it at Edition Brotscheiben https://editionbrotscheiben.de/produkt/7-bisse-heft-03/
Be blessed you all. Merry Christmas
happily looking forward to next year
raised by sheds to come out in hay
the countryside made me gay
i wish you were mine
we burrowed us beneath concrete
where bitter almonds taste so sweet
where life was always fine
I am like the butterfly knife
the blade that turns no matter what
the blade that hurts those who are near
I can only be picked up after the fall
when my limbs rest
so that I can rest again
to be thrown without sin
when I felt sad, I was at my best
Soeren Baptism, truck tarpaulin, 2023
when the branch is the tongue of the tree, are we kissing if I lick it? how would life be with more than one tongue? speaking many voices at the same time?
War 5 min auf deinem Blog / direkt verliebt
Deine Früchte sind so gelb, die Haut ist samt und dein Holz riecht so gut, auch wenn es roh und hart ist, aber das stört mich nicht, da ich mich gern an dir reibe und die Reibung ist, was ich spüren kann, da du so rissig bist und es ist nicht das Licht, das daraus scheint, sondern die Wärme, die deine Dunkelheit komfortable macht
Never drive faster than your guardian angel can fly
Engel haben keine Rippen, damit sie fliegen können