“If You Get Tired Learn To Rest, Not Quit.”

i want a cute girl who will lay in my lap and let me smack her butt and then finger her nice and slow, spreading her open and i can tell her how dirty she is for getting so wet, dripping all over my fingers and that if she wants to cum she has to ride them and i get to watch her squirm and try to cum in my lap and i can tease her little clit until she’s gushing and yes

this is the money dog, repost in the next 24 hours and money will come your way!!

“Why you into that kind of stuff?” My man I wish I could tell you. But my pussy and I are two totally different people. She tells me she likes it and I just roll with the punches. Now put your hand around my throat.

I wish someone was playing with my naked body right now. One finger inside my pussy and another feeling my tight lil asshole.. and then they call in a friend to help.. to help them get all the slut out of me

*somehow always ends up masturbating*

“Above all, avoid lies, all lies, especially the lie to yourself. Keep watch on your own lie and examine it every hour, every minute. And avoid contempt, both of others and of yourself: what seems bad to you in yourself is purified by the very fact that you have noticed it in yourself. And avoid fear, though fear is simply the consequence of every lie. Never be frightened at your own faintheartedness in attaining love, and meanwhile do not even be very frightened by your own bad acts.”

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov (via notesfromtheundergroundman)

This is her life now

“Have you ever just wanted to lie down and stop thinking about anything at all?” she said. Then she laughed silently, and continued. “Was that even possible? To be blind and not see the things that are important to you? And I am not only pertaining to the eyes, but also to the heart and mind. I am also talking about the ears that hear, about the tongue that speaks. About the skin that feels. I mean, yes, about the mind that thinks. About the heart that beats. About the soul—that lives.” she paused for a second. Took her breath, and said. “Have you ever just wanted to be with yourself for as long as your eyes had runned out of tears? For as long as your heart still enjoys the emptiness that it feels? Because I do, I wanted to embrace loneliness so much, I thought maybe through that way, it wouldn’t hurt me, even if in my longest dreams.”

Befriending Pain// ma.c.a