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@pineapplebaby1243
We interrupt your usual schedule to bring you a very small pig descending a set of stairs.
HE JUMPS RIGHT INTO IT AND MAKES LITTEL SOUNDS N0
Constant state of oink
You want to call yourself her daddy?
What’s her favorite color? What’s something that always makes her laugh? What are her goals? Her dreams? What is she afraid of? Do you know what she likes do to when she wants to relax? Do you know what helps her when she’s had a bad day? Can you recognize when she needs extra love because she’s feeling needy but doesn’t want to say anything? Can you tell when she’s bothered by something? Do you know her favorite way to be held, to be cuddled, to be wrapped up in your arms? Are you her safe place to go to when the world gets scary? Does she feel safe opening up to you? Does she feel like she can tell you anything? Do you punish from a place of love/caring, for correction of her destructive behaviors, for her own good? Do you see her as a person, a whole complete, complicated person? Do you make her feel respected and cherished? Do you protect her? Do you take care of her?
Being daddy is way more than fucking her, and if you’re not ready to take her heart, mind, body and soul, and protect & treat them with all the love, care, tenderness, respect that you are capable of giving, then you’re not her daddy. You’re just some asshole who wants to be called that. And you can get fucked.
Always worth reposting. And it goes for you subs too. Being my princess isn’t just about showing up when you’re horny and wanting to get off 😉😈
I spent midnight hours with girls who carried stars in their pockets and could shake the night sky from their hair. Girls with small framed glasses and ponytails slicked back who would read your inner workings like a paperback. Girls who wore blood on their arms and bandanas across their forehead spitting on injustice scribbling a book of names. Beautiful girls. The ones who managed to hold the sun inside their chest. Who would light your life from the inside out. The ones with soft voices who could sing you back to the ocean and show you what it meant to hear moonlight. The pottery girls who treated you like clay, hoping you take shape. Girls better left untouched. Quinoa girls who held their hands outstretched with avocados and shea butter, there to see if you had smiled that day. Island girls with doe eyes who danced for palm trees. The art gallery girls in ripped overalls hanging picture frames inside your chest. Girls who burned their fathers, who spoke loudly but kissed soft. The autumn girls who were crisp apples and fallen leaves. Who listened to the weight of your steps and changed the wind with their fingertips. Broken glass girls who thrived on sharp edges and combat boots who warned of the harvest moon. Lighthouse girls who wouldn’t rest until you were safe in harbor, who tasted of salt and too much time in the sun. Girls who were the sound of chimes on a Midwest porch. Girls who were sunflowers, who were earthquakes, who were highways, who were honeybells, who were cigarettes
-Until Finally There Was You // a.k.g. // 8.13.18
Heavily inspired by @inkskinned’s wonderful work. Wanted to go from where they left off and play with imagery. Thank you for being such a beautiful light. Original:
inkskinned: “ and girls were so pretty. there was the effortless girls who had the wide eyes, the freckles, the hair pulled back. who didn
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