Sweetnyx

35F blogging from the other side of the universe

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

weighted blanket's not enough i need to be compressed by a hydraulic press

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

this website gets me

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

they're called "bootlickers" because when there's a boot stomping on their neck they lean forward to kiss it

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

as soon as i clicked post i realized damn that's such an evocatively erotic description, i should be using this sort of language about noble kinksters, not wasting it on class traitors

[galaxylemonroll]

How could you leave this in the tags!!!

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

that's the beta testing stage

[ranciavida-blog]

Lukrezia by Joos van Cleve

[rockandrollchick29]

x

[rockandrollchick29]

# I love that second screencap where Cas is just collecting himself (x)

[thememedaddy]

[thememedaddy]

[perfectquote]

“Your peace is more important than driving yourself crazy trying to understand why something happened the way it did. Let it go.”

— Mandy Hale

[nyxsweetness]

A reminder..

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Nina LaCour via letsbelonelytogetherr

[perfectquote]

“Make yourself a priority. At the end of the day, you’re your longest commitment.”

— Unknown

[feelingsoftheday]

i will love you endlessly without end

[livelaughlosefocus]

[ruinedchildhood]

[pollypocketsand]

damn handsome, sleeping peacefully without me?

[deusben]

grinding while making out is more intimate than sex

[earubergreifer]

i need tolive deep in Someone’s chest cavity where my survival depends solely on the protection i get fromtheir ribcage and the energy ifoster from their heartbeat and the airthey can spare me from their lungs

Then theyget bored of my presence andslowly starve. Me of oxygen but imstill happy cause they were theone to kill me yes? Ok

[nyxsweetness]

I’m a baddie (and saddie) with a dead daddy. That’s all, that’s the post.

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

fun thing about getting older as a dedicated lifelong non-athlete: i'm as fast and limber as I've ever been! which is not very. technically I'm in the best shape of my life. that is to say, middling

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

actually going from deeply-unwell-teenager to reasonably-functional-adult has inured me to the Common Laments of Aging:

"I can't run as fast as I used to" running is sweaty & gross hard pass

"i miss having stamina" you had STAMINA???

"ugh back pain" my inner teenager-with-scoliosis-and-mysterious-bone-pain is unphased

"ugh neck pain" do most people not spend the majority of their lifecycle hunched over screens from puberty onwards? if not that's my bad

"I used to be able to pull all-nighters" chugging energy drinks and depriving your brain of sleep to perform miserable labor is fucked up actually, and shouldn't be normalizd in or outside of college. given half a chance corporations would have your 60-year-old aunt hopped up on caffeine pills retouching powerpoints at 4am. thank fuck we're not expected to be 21 forever

"I used to be so flexible" why

"my metabolism 😭" kill your inner fatphobe, enjoy the comfy extra padding/circulation, buy a cool new wardrobe, and go forth, eat well, and GIVE NARY A FUCK.

"I miss having young knees" that one's valid

In conclusion my personal fitness goals remain, as always: to be able to carry multiple grocery bags, and go for a nice little walk (not jog!) around the neighborhood.