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*thinking*- (me caressing lewis hamilton's tattoos and carlos sainz calling me hermosa)
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Mom: she thinks alot about her career.
*thinking*- (me caressing lewis hamilton's tattoos and carlos sainz calling me hermosa)
my parents were my first experience of love — and also my first experience of loss, while they were still alive. when you’re emotionally abandoned by the people who were supposed to make you feel safest, you learn to stop depending. stop attaching. you start loving at a distance.
that’s where my avoidant tendencies come from. not a fear of love itself, but a fear of what love turns into. the silence. the withdrawal. the unpredictability.
i’ve grown terrified of giving too much because i know what it feels like to be left with nothing — not by strangers, but by the people who gave me my name.
so no, i don’t commit easily. not because i’m heartless. but because i know what it costs when love disappears mid-sentence, mid-hug, mid-childhood. i don’t know how to unlearn that❤️
you want to fuck him i want to consume him i want to live inside his skin like a beast in the walls of his house i want to be his birth and his death and his beginning and his end and his undoing and his armageddon and his divine creator i want to eat him whole i want him to love me love me love me love me as the worshippers love the temple and as the temple loves the lamb and as the lamb loves the knife i want to be his vampire i want to be his life i want him to tear me apart i want to create worlds out of him and destroy them and destroy him and have him wake up in the morning next to me i want to call him pretty i want to brush his hair i want to crack him up i want to choke him i want to make him bleed i want to kiss the blood from his skin i want him buried deep inside the wound of my desire i want him to be my best friend i want him to loathe me i want to fight him to the death i want to be his favourite girl his favourite villain i want to be his worst fear i want my fingers in his mouth i want my mouth on his jugular i want to be the only thing inbetween him and death eternal.
i am esoteric, arcane, mystic, delphic, enigmatic, occult, mysterious, cryptic, oracular, vague, vatic, prophetic, divinatory, ominous, visionary, psychic, unearthly, orphic, preternatural, sphinxlike, dark, unfathomable, symbolic, strange, secretive, evasive, hazy, magnetic, ghostly, spellbinding, spectral, eerie, bewitching, clairvoyant, transcendental, divine, celestial, demonic, sublime, heavenly, surreal, dream like, mesmeric, obscure, uncanny, depraved, godless, godlike, sinful, devout, holy, saintly, degenerated, depraved, rotted, prosperous, blossoming, fertile, luxuriant, sacred, pure, profane, almighty, blissful, cursed, corrupt, ecstatic, exalted, possessed, sacrosanct, rapturous, transmundane, ambrosial, glorious, radiant, ludicrous, frenetic, mad, spiritual, infinite, all-knowing, transitory, born-again, angelic, disembodied, corporeal etc.
Aadar Jain dated Tara Sutaria for four years but ended up marrying her best friend. To impress his wife, he even dismissed Tara as a mere timepass.
Moral of the story: A man can introduce you to his family and friends, act madly in love, but the moment he realizes your aura is stronger than his, he'll run to a weaker woman.
Never be the weaker woman. Find yourself a real man who isn't intimidated by a strong woman but cherishes her.
red isn't lewis hamilton's colour (but i can wear it for him anytime 😉)
The reason we lost no simp september in 2020.
nothing better than sitting on bed with a häagen-dazs pint watching nothing but carlos sainz thirst traps all day.
never be the umbrella for someone who loves the rain.