#whorethoughts

[cosmorom]

i wish i was Nancy just to be held by Maya Hawke

[hellewhore]

Hope you’re having a good day ✨🤍

[hellewhore]

Let’s see how spicy tumblr will let me be

[hellewhore]

Lemme give you a morning blowjob, Daddy?

[hellewhore]

Kiss me like you love me, but fuck me like you own me

[hellewhore]

I’m the kind of baby girl who will get upset if you don’t eat properly but will absolutely not eat properly herself

[hellewhore]

I shouldn’t be thinking about being a whore at work x.x

[bruisedramblings]

Bruises

Have you ever really looked at a bruise? Not thinking about what happened to cause it or if it hurts, but just looked at it? Maybe it was so deep it looked black, deep blues and purples blending together. Maybe it was healing so there were light purples, greens and perhaps yellow. But jeez all those colors. I love it. How they all blend and swirl around each other. How they change as time passes. There’s just something about them that’s beautiful to me. I get bruises all the time. I can be clumsy at times though most my bruises just appear for no reason I can recall. My favorite ones by far are the ones Sir gave me. They were gorgeous! I just wanted to stare at them. I was proud of them. If it wouldn’t get Sir in potential trouble Id let him bruise my entire body. I want to show them off. I want to prance around with them showing. I want people to gasp and ask what happened. Only to receive a naughty grin from me and a “It was worth it, Don’t worry.” I loved every single slap it took to get those bruises. I loved knowing each strike of his hand would leave a deeper mark and cause them to stay longer. I absolutely adore being marked. The pain it takes to get there and the reminder of it after. Bruised really is my favorite color.

💜💙