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It’s in your breathing. That’s how I know.


You say “I love your eyes. They’re so beautiful and perfect… Just so pretty. I love your eyes. And your ears, and your hair.”
*giggling*
“And your laugh, that laugh, such a cute, sexy laugh.”
I say “that’s a lot of things that you love.”
You respond “it is. I do.”

My Journal (via dralynn)
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heyteenbookshey:

enochianprayer:

do you ever cry because a black haired little boy wandered into your life when you were a kid and made you believe in magic and now many years later he’s still there with you and you just know you will stay at his side always no matter what because he’s just so important

I sat here thinking “That’s a highly specific personal experience for 43k people to relate to” for way too long before figuring out what this post was about

kuhnahpuhpuh

One of the best out takes from any television show, ever. 

katxrenee

Anonymous asked:

One time I tried to give my boyfriend a blowjob. It went badly. He didn't tell me he was finishing. It hit the back of my throat and I choked and threw my head back. It started shooting into the air, and hit me in the eye. I'm my choking, blind state I thought it would be a good idea to put my thumb over the tip to stop the flow. I parted that stream like Moses and it went everywhere. Now I have lots of laundry, and a fear of semen. But in the end he gave me chocolate milk for being a trooper.

lubricates answered:

CHOCO MILK FOR BEING A TROOPER OMG

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