I just got fucked so hard that I’m pretty sure I have never been fucked prior to tonight if this is what it’s like.
Just, fuckin wow.
Good for me.
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I just got fucked so hard that I’m pretty sure I have never been fucked prior to tonight if this is what it’s like.
Just, fuckin wow.
Good for me.
It’s been a while ♥️
I’ve reached a ridiculous point of thankfulness and optimism these days.
I was awoken by a roadworks truck early this morning and my first thought was “ah, it’s so nice to wake up to normal every day sounds, I would miss these sounds if they were ever extinguished.”
And like, I’m not a morning person.
It’s nice to be aware of every good thing in your life. There’s a lot of them.
Oh I finished that piece too.
Honestly? I love it.
At 27 years old I decided I wanted to be artistic. I wanted to be creative. So I bought some cheap ass watercolours and some crappy watercolour paper and I told myself I would create something every day for 6 months. I made an art table right in front of my recliner so I had everything right in front of me when I relaxed at night.
99% of what I created in that 6 months was absolute shit. But because of my commitment to it it became a part of me. I could paint whenever I liked now. I could pick it up and it felt almost like home. I could practice and fail and practice some more because of those 6 months of intense crap production.
I love painting now. I’m still learning, but I can create things that aren’t rubbish. I’m artistic. I’m an artist. And I am so, SO damn proud of myself for sticking to something I wanted to achieve.
Nice work me. You’re great.
Mess becomes her.
I have adored dicks of all shapes and sizes for over a decade, and I’ve yet to come across a (consensual) dick I haven’t been turned on by, but I still have a specific type of dick that sends my arousal into overdrive, as I’m sure many of us do.
I don’t know how to explain to those with penises that, no matter what kind of dick you have, it’s perfect for so many things.
Thin penises are amazing for anal.
Short penises are amazing for marathon blowjob sessions.
Thick penises make me feel so full and satisfied.
Long penises are perfect for practising deepthroating.
Soft penises are soft like velvet, and I love to kiss them softly.
Hard penises turn me on when they slap me in the face.
All of them are so wonderful and perfect and I love being intimate with all of them.
But I still have a preference. I like the challenge of a thicker dick, the mess, the discomfort and sometimes the pain of a person with thickness.
I don’t feel guilty or ashamed by my preferences, and I don’t believe anyone else should.
I wish that preference over penis size was more normalised within society and that all dicks were celebrated for what they are: wonderful!
joemortell
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I went to see one of my favourite musicians last night and it was incredible.
Absolutely the best.
And I looked cute
“When challenged by a woman of color, a white woman will often lean into her racial privilege to turn the tables and accuse the other woman of hurting, attacking, or bullying her. This process almost always siphons the sympathy and support of onlookers to the apparently distressed white woman, helping her avoid accountability and leaving the woman of color out in the cold, often with no realistic option—particularly if it is a workplace interaction—but to accept blame and apologize.”
— Ruby Hamad, White Tears / Brown Scars
I was very nervous [about] writing [the article] because I thought it would be misinterpreted. [White women] are not going to see what I’m really trying to say: This is an issue of unacknowledged power being wielded to either rebuff criticism or to punish a friend for stepping out of line. White women aren’t born like this. It’s all about social conditioning and they learn it the same way that women of color learn, “If I push this any further—even though I know or believe I’m not in the wrong or I’ve got a legitimate case—it’s not gonna work out well. I have to just suck it up.” We implicitly know this, which means white women implicitly know that they have this trump card they can use. It can be weeping or it can be quite aggressive and vicious.
from this interview, for further context
sorry i feel insane actually. i read white tears/brown scars when it came out 3 years ago and sometimes i forget how revolutionarily accurate hamad's thesis is
I’ve had a few anons in regards to my post about trying new foods and not being able to cook.
It’s never too late to learn how to cook. You don’t have to follow recipes exactly.
Start with simple meals that are easy to cook. Learn to cook things that you enjoy eating.
If anyone has any questions about cooking, you can ask me! I’m completely self taught and still trying to figure it out myself but happy to answer any questions.
I only learnt to cook at the age of 20 after two years of living on my own, surviving on instant noodles, probably on the brink of getting scurvy. I realised I really enjoyed cooking and was pretty okay at it too.
It’s never too late to learn to cook a few simple things. Let me know if anyone has any questions about it
it’ll pass
Money-saving tips adapted for people w/ ADHD:
1. Convince yourself that the future is Real and numbers have meaning
Mess becomes her.
So trauma therapy is really hard and I’m not handling it well and I’m not doing great at being independent while going though it and im lonely and I just want someone to fucking look after me for a day please.
Does dick size matter ?
I’ve been asked this question by a lot of men and let me just say.
Y’all need to be less focused on whether your dicks are the “right” size and more focused on consent, respect and mutual pleasure.
I couldn’t give a damn how big your dick is. All consensual dicks are good dicks.
I care a LOT more about how you’re going to treat me and whether I’m going to have fun sexually with you or if you’re just going to treat me as a masturbatory accessory. I care that you understand and respect that my body will take more time to get warmed up than yours and that simply pumping your dick in and out of me isn’t going to do anything for me. I want to trust that you’ll wear a condom on that dick of yours and not Fucking complain about it. I want you to respect my boundaries and talk to me about yours so I can do the same.
This size of your dick doesn’t even register compared to everything else a woman is thinking about.
So does size matter?
No.
Are we still allowed to have preferences?
Yes.
I have a preference for broad shoulders, but I’m still going to be over the moon to find a guy with narrow shoulders who drives me wild.
Stop worrying about your dick and start worrying about being a good sexual partner.