Little Bit on fire

[48|US East Coast|Don’t DM me] I believe in the soul, the cock, the pussy, the small of a woman's back, the hanging curve ball, high fiber, good scotch, that the novels of Susan Sontag are self-indulgent, overrated crap. …. I believe in the sweet spot, soft-core pornography, opening your presents Christmas morning rather than Christmas Eve and I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days.[pauses then winks and walks away] - Crash Davis, in “Bull Durham”

[trainingseasons]

Friendly reminder that this blog is pro-choice and if you don’t think everyone should have full control of their own body, then kindly unfollow me right now and go to hell

[escuerzoresucitado]

[that-house]

Being a little too cold: brrrr i’m a little too cold !!!

Being a little too warm: i am going to kill the next person who makes eye contact with me.

[weltenwellen]

Joy Sullivan, “My Mother Says Kissing a Man Without a Mustache Is Like Eating Eggs Without Salt”, Instructions for Traveling West

[thesaltwatersmile]

[effinbirds]

[littlebitonfire]

Every color of your love I’ve seen enough, I want another

- Caamp

[fraeuleinclara-deactivated20260]

Sinners

You call me something unholy, the "most tasteful sin", seducing you to fall from grace, digging my way beneath your skin.

I thirst for your fingertips to wander up my thighs, while I suck out your love like a devil in disguise.

We call it "love", as if we are not obsessed; I say it's "sweet divine" as if we're not already utterly possessed.

© Fraeulein Clara, 2025

[littlebitonfire]

Friday never hesitates

- The Cure

[mournfulroses]

Sylvia Plath, from a diary entry featured in The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

[bretzkysbs]

[herpsandbirds]

Sri Lanka Bay Owl (Phodilus assimilis), family Tytonidae, order Strigiformes, southern India

photograph by Shiva Kumar

[littlebitonfire]

Thursday I don’t care about you

- The Cure

[whiskey-bent]

[fravery]

Jim Musil Painter

[littlebitonfire]

And anything your heart needs to make you feel better

- Caamp

[shisasan]

Still, on this warm July afternoon you are the one my thoughts wander to.

July 28, 1969 Anne Sexton: A Self-Portrait in Letters First published: 1977