God, I am so obsessed with sadists. All I want to do is listen to them talk about how hot it is to hurt me. How much they love it when I suffer for them. I get butterflies when they talk about breaking me. It’s so unbelievably hot to listen to them getting off to the idea of violating me. I love feeding into it. I love crying and begging them to stop. I love being a little victim.
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well, we have Swap and Cross (and Nmm) to know better about Dream :3
Yesss¿7j
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you inspired me to write my own stranger things fic! i love how you did yours! i had been wanting to do a steve one for a long time! >>>
AHHHH IM SO HAPPY !!!! glad ya finally did a steve one <333 proud of you !!!
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I'm like a rare Pokemon, perhaps. Like a shiny. Rare, but troublesome for most.
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I wanna eat for a gal while she stands over me and looks mildly disapproving but as I eat and struggle more she softens up and looks at me with warmth and desire
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what if I just become a forest witch
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Watch "Gibbz - Stay For A While (Live)" on YouTube
Saw him open once in Denver. So talented.
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At this point idc if I gained weight I look kinda hot with more junk on me.
I wanna kiss Kendrick Lamar
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hallucinating inside my eyelids
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I am super fucking high and I said fuck it and took these two pictures of my game room so I don't have to stand up
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To the tune of a Christmas carol you heard 4 years ago in a TJ Maxx and forgot to look up the name:
🎶Ching-chinga-linga-ling! There goes the ringa-linga-linga-ling of gold coins!
-in the pouch on his side!
There's quite a lot and you know all ya godda do is-
Swallow your pride!
He's quite rich of course! So the plan my man the only way to play is the course too-
STEAL HIS HORSE!
then ya have it run ya over in market square,
Everyone saw it trample ya and swears
"there goes that pottery barn, that money loving thotty marm,
and ya swear that horse found it's way right there and the man's gotta make it all nice and square so he's gotta marry ya right then in there!
Then there's the ringa-linga-linga-ling of the wedding bells, you throw a party and raise some hell!
The chinga-linga-linga-ling of the gold on your side as you pretend to cry, when your husband at the late late age of 35 up and decided to go and die!🎶
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whoop (and I cannot stress this enough) de scoop
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