moonmunson

[moonmunson]

i love sluts i love perverts i love dykes i love faggots i love aromantics i love freaks i love librarians i love ibuprofen

[moonmunson]

I always find it funny when people write bdsm erotica where the dom is really aggressive and demanding and the sub is all sweet and innocent when I feel like more often than not the dynamic is a sub who asks for the most insane, out of pocket, dangerous, borderline illegal, unhinged shit and a dom who's like "hmmm ok yeah maybe we can scale that back a bit"

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he’s thriving really

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[moonmunson]

Here’s a video so you can hear the water and the thrushes. I took it for you because you couldn’t be there. <3

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happy pride to the boyfriend who looks like a girlfriend that mr the killers had in February of last year

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i am NOT interested in the divine feminine. i will jerk off for 3 hours straight and eat 10% of my bodyweight in smoked meats and cheeses.

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God I love fanfic authors

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does anyone have that quote that goes something like 'white germans under the nazis lived just fine as long as they were loyal to the state, gave their children to the army, and paid their taxes, and in this sense many americans would be comfortable living under fascism' trying to find who said it but google is giving me jack shit

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Baby Alpine

Reference

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chipotle aoki on the pizookie of life i'm fucking dead

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A fictional guy should only be made blonde to signify that there's something wrong with him

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and if a vampire were to drink my blood then spit in my mouth .

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i hate the talking stage just start drinking my blood

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more eddie sketches hehe

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propaganda i am not falling for:

always moving on. some goodbyes need to rot a little. some griefs need to be held in the mouth like a stone.

beauty defined by algorithms. beauty exists in crow feet and smile lines

pretending to be chill. i’m not chill. i care deeply and inconveniently. i read into things. i write poems about eye contact

beige apartments with no soul. give me bookshelves and incense and loud art

sneaky links and unclear intentions. i want devotion. and also clarity

treating books as decor. read them. dog-ear them. argue with them in the margins

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once stranger things is over do you think the bylers will shut the fuck up forever or are we doomed?