Clueless and searching. Don't mind me.
I'm not real anyway.
I'm not real anyway.
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EATING YOU OUT
Just put your legs on my shoulders as I lick your clit. Let me feel your legs quiver as I massage your pussy with my lips. Warm. Wet. Kissing. My tongue can dive into you and I’ll hum to send vibrations up your spine. Your thighs can tighten around my head and you’ll run your fingers through my curly hair before I get more agressive. Arch your back and grind on my face….let me taste you babe
Oh my god.
my life
- friend: Whats wrong?
- Me: Well im really depressed, and i want to die.
- Friend: ohh that sucks but lets talk about my problems my boyfriends cheating on me i hate my life my friends are stabbing me in the back my dog is annoying me my parents wont let me go to party's
- Me: *Gives advice*
- friend: ok thanks bye
- Me:
You know what’s kind of beautiful?
In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”
I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.
(Source: timorleste)
