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no no you misunderstand me, in my culture a "watery impotent load" is a cherished and desirable trait

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consider. the round little cheeks of a mourning dove

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my flowergirl swag will literally save me always and forever

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new booty shorts meme idea

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I would never ask my sister to pull out. To be clear.

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are u hearing urself rn ? do u think before u speak ?

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The Canberra Times, April 23 1989

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you can eat out a trans girl btw

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don’t look at my cute panty bulge while we fight

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not to sound traumatized, but it feels unreal that someone can just miss you and want you around so often. I feel like every worry within me keeps repeating, “until when? until when?” and the people I love and that love me confirm, “as long as you’d like.”

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Definitely gonna try to get into makeup when my birthday rolls around. Makeup has always fascinated me, even when I was a little boy I would flip through my sister's books on makeup and nail polish and just take in how pretty it all was

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A lovely Giant Himalayan lily

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Reblog to give a skinny tgirl some meat on its bones, atleast 30 pounds of it

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What if i moaned "kill me" during sex by accident?

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becoming a dollthing and being forever at the mercy of whichever witch puts a soul into my vessel

my life and existence is hers. all my thoughts and life is hers, something she will only continue to gift to me if i am good.

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Ok but can we just talk about how hot it is to have bruises all over you after sex? Just a constant reminder of how well, and roughly you were fucked. Every time you change, there they are. Shower? There. You’re carrying too many items at once and they press into the bruises all over your chest while you’re struggling to hold onto them. Or maybe, every time you sit down for a few days after, you wince. God that’s hot.

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