DEAR READER
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
trying on a metaphor
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

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we're not kids anymore.
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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@memories-away
I want it to be gone... Those voices, repeating themselves over and over again.
I'm tired, really tired, my head hurts, my heartbeats are slow, there's no flow, everything is stuck.
Will I ever be enough? They answer with a big NO! Stop, say no more, I don't wanna be gone but those voices need to be stopped.
Crying myself at night, while the rain falls away, try to keep warm the existence of my bare flesh.
I want it to be gone, those voices never stop.
Gasping, between the stretch lines of your lips.
Kissing, your soul dancing with me.
Dreaming, a life that didn't mean to be.
Escaping, from a reality that you could feel.
Words, expressing what once was told.
Holding, to something that is gone.
There are too many things, many to be counted, a lot to be hold.
Look at the night sky, where the stars shine brighter than before, keep that silence that cover your souls.
I once again won't do the same, life is one, s delightful view, a point to start.
It's late, the night is warm, on my bed and my head in the sky.
Thoughts flying around, troublemakers I should call them, why is it like that right now?
I, I over think about what would it looks like but life keeps going.
Stop, but how? Time never does that for those who stay in nowhere.
I cried, one tear running on the face of someone that have regrets.
I lie, but no reason to stop now.
I died when I closed my eyes.
Can't.... Estar así por tantas horas es incomodo.
And yet, I still looking outside the window, hoping that one day I'll see a falling star to wish you were here.
«La belleza es una herida (Eka Kurniawan)»
After an hour of edging, I decide to record myself for my final orgasm I’m laying on my stomach, a vibrant dildo in my pussy, a butt plug in my butt, head in my pillow, listening to an audio from @l-oscuro Just imagine you are fucking me hard from behind 😉 Messages and reactions appreciated ! by Dolcefrench
I just began reading: Bridge of Clay and I love it.
Aaaah Man, what did we talk bout honesty? That the 1st principle in my crew, cannot attach to it, fuck you and be gone.
After a long time of being unproductive in other places I'm back here where I can write, express, curse and do w.e I want freely.
1, 2, 3...
Every small details of your smile, of your eyes, the light in your soul, those things make me happier than before and I won't change that for anything.