
#extradirty
I'd rather be in outer space đ¸

titsay
NASA
KIROKAZE
RMH

No title available
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

tannertan36
Aqua Utopiaď˝ćľˇăŽĺşă§č¨ćśăç´Ąă

if i look back, i am lost
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

@theartofmadeline

bliss lane

gracie abrams

Kiana Khansmith
Not today Justin
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year

ellievsbear
No title available

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Australia
seen from Iraq
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from TĂźrkiye
seen from United States

seen from Russia
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from Saudi Arabia

seen from United States

seen from Germany
seen from Germany

seen from Malaysia

seen from South Africa

seen from Jordan
@versielovesfreemonpayton20
"Can you shnuggggle with me for about a thousand years please?? I'd really love that.."
Shhhhhnuggles and love pleassssse!! - eUĂŤ
âI thought I would be understood without words.â
â
Don't Let anyone get in your way of being happy
âDonât fuck with my feelings, just because you are unsure of your own.â
â
idiots will be blocked!
silvykhoucasian ~ Instagram
The last words my abuser said, not to me but that I heard from him, after I cut him off was to a friend of mine that he wished them "good luck dealing with (me) dumping all my problems on them and making them everybody else's problem" and I just...
I don't remember much about him, or that time period, anymore. It's been three years, plenty enough for enough of the rotten parts of me to peel off and disappear like most things do, but that's come back to me recently.
I just find it so... funny. It's not that I particularly need reassurance about it - I know especially now, I keep my shit so tightly sealed it barely comes out anymore. I most definitely don't make it anybody else's problem. But it's nice to still sometimes ask my friends hey, do you remember when he said that? And hear that yeah, that was some projection right there.
To hear that I'm not a burden to them like I was to him.
We all know what he was. We all know what I did, how much I tried to love him enough to make him heal, and how it just made him worse. Maybe, no, definitely people around me know it better, because they weren't in love with him, they wouldn't have ever taken a bullet for him like I would have. But that helped them see him better than I did. All the things I tried to cover up for him and act like they weren't a big deal, they could see them and they knew exactly what it was.
So it's nice to sometimes just hear that I'm not a burden. That I'm not the monster he made of me.
I hope it doesn't get repetitive to hear that question. Hey, do you remember, when? There are times I just need to hear it again.
DON'T LET ANYONE GET IN YOUR WAY OF BEING HAPPY
stop checking up on people who hurt you and are fine with never seeing you again. stop reopening old wounds just to see if they still hurt. stop pressing down on the raw sore parts of your heart and wondering why youâre still bleeding. you deserve so much better than what they done to you and how they made you feel. let them go and let yourself heal. you deserve to be happy and you will be, but you need to let go of the past and people who hurt you first.
Iâve never wanted anyone more than I want you. I want you in my mouth, on my fingers, kissing me and me kissing you. I want sucking and biting and moaning and teasing and adoring and worshipping. I want to take a moment to just feel you. Feel your warmth against mine, feel your skin on my fingertips. Gently, softly, hard, rough. I want to memorize your body, I want to mesh into one, I want to be so close you that somehow and sometime, just maybe, some of your warmth and light becomes mine. I want you. I need you. Youâre mine and only mine. And youâre so precious to me.
How to turn me on:
-Pin me to a wall -Hands above my head -Call me princess -Say âgood girlâ -Do the smirk thing -Kiss my neck -Tie me up or bound my hands behind me -Grip my legs and my butt -Scratch me -Bite me
Hell yeah
âYou know you are doing well when you lose the interest of looking back.â
â Unknown
Sometimes I donât even understand what I feel for you. And so I donât feel like my feelings are valid. I feel like I canât talk about you anymore, or even think about loving you, because I was never yours to begin with.
c / and I donât know if I ever will be