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nobody is real except for ex-husband!Price

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Barry Sloane as Zachary Heflin Longmire (2012-2017) Pt. 1

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Cannibalism is about love, it's about depravity, it's about imperialism, it's about being gay, it's about fulfilling societal norms, it's about violating social norms, it's about self acceptance, it's about hunger, it's about desire, it's about exploitation, it's about vampires (horny), it's about vampires (political), it's about being Other, it's about connection, it's about everything

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dare i say the best song ever

fresh out the slammer - taylor swift

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made it a tradition to stay drunk tf up before i met her. let's go half lesbian

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how shocking it is barry is 43, only 1 year older than my dad

i'm fucked, like for real

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omg twinnin winning

omg my parents will start fights w each other out of nothing. hello. please divorce

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i'm starting to think i have the savior complex with how much simon riley x reader i've been reading

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me when the matter of family comes up

A Necessary Change of Heart - John Isaacs, 1999.

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maxed volume at they not like us while the birthers arguing

i'll do this every time

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taytravy coded

nfl hubby simon? 😬

your fingers tighten, freshly manicured nails digging deep into the sheets as your neck cranes, face pressed deep into simon’s plushed up pillows.

your skin crawls, simon’s hands all over you till you’re practically suffocating under his touch. the room is hot with sweat, sex stuffin up the air n all you can smell is celebratory.

“you proud of me, huh?” simon taunts down at you, voice rough with rasp as he lays a stinging slap across your ass before he’s diggin his nails into the soft fat, the burn intensifying till you’re squealing. “say you’re proud of me, i fuckin won.”

the growling of his voice sends you into a panic, pretty cunt clenching around him as every thrust of his hips forces your back deeper n deeper into an arch, the poke of your ribs dragging across the bedsheets.

“s-so proud of you, si,” you gasp, thighs beginning up a light quiver as your stomach twists. “you w-won… always win..”

n simon laughing down at you, sick off the way your thoughts begin to mush and fall off your tongue in a pathetic, messy string of thoughts.

“yeah, baby, that’s right. i always fuckin’ win.” he mutters, hips colliding with yours in a punctuating thrust. n the moan that hits simon’s ears, fuels his ego, fucks with his brain till all that runs through it is winnin, winnin, n winning. n he will, he’s boutta have you up all damn night.

don’t bully me, i’m srry.

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angy baby 🥹 (a grown ass man)

he’s angry 😤

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Top ten numbers that perform cannibalism. Number seven will shock you!

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so my mom bought like 4 cups of milk tea today, she and my lil bro have two cups, while the other two are for me nd my dad (i think those are compensation) but me and my dad didnt touch any of it, and im absolutely not feeling guilty, seriously, no

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What's wromg with me i shat like 10 thousand times this week