“Act my age?
What the fuck is that, “act my age”?
What do I care how old I am?
The Ocean is old as fuck.
It will still drown your ass with vigor.”—the greatest thing i have ever read (via teenssfromhell)
“Where there is perfectionism, there is always shame. Perfectionism is not healthy striving. It’s not let me go out and strive to be my best. Perfectionism is a thought process that says… if I do it all perfectly, I can avoid or minimize shame, blame, criticism…”—Brené Brown (via crazylovewords)
“The first time I smoked weed was with Demi and Miley. I must have been 17 or 18. They kept saying, “Try it! Try it!” so I gave it a shot, and it was all right. I don’t even smoke weed that often anymore.”—
all women were bigger and stronger than you
and thought they were smarter
women were the ones who started wars
too many of your friends had been raped by women wielding giant dildos
and no K-Y Jelly
the state trooper
who pulled you over on the New Jersey Turnpike
was a woman
and carried a gun
the ability to menstruate
was the prerequisite for most high-paying jobs
your attractiveness to women depended
on the size of your penis
every time women saw you
they’d hoot and make jerking motions with their hands
women were always making jokes
about how ugly penises are
and how bad sperm tastes
you had to explain what’s wrong with your car
to big sweaty women with greasy hands
who stared at your crotch
in a garage where you are surrounded
by posters of naked men with hard-ons
men’s magazines featured cover photos
of 14-year-old boys
tucked into the front of their jeans
and articles like:
“How to tell if your wife is unfaithful”
“What your doctor won’t tell you about your prostate”
“The truth about impotence”
the doctor who examined your prostate
was a woman
and called you “Honey”
you had to inhale your boss’s stale cigar breath
as she insisted that sleeping with her
was part of the job
you couldn’t get away because
the company dress code required
you wear shoes
designed to keep you from running
And what if
after all that
women still wanted you
to love them.
For the Men Who Still Don’t Get It, written 20 years ago by Carol Diehl.
She wrote a post about the history of this poem that is worth reading.
“Why do people have to be this lonely? What’s the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?”—Haruki Murakami - Sputnik Sweetheart (via fighthope)
My day with master went amazingly. I had my entire collection of toys laid out on the table for master to pick and choose how to use me. After I made my post on here I then put on my headphones with a playlist of sexy music, tied a blindfold on, and started to bounce up and down on my dildo suction cupped to the floor in front of my front door. I waited for quite some time, never knowing if and when he had entered the house and if he was just sitting and watching me. So never dared stop fucking myself. Anticipation building with every second until finally out of nowhere I felt his hot breath against my face and I lost it, ever single touch and breath shot shivers up my spine as that was all I was experiencing. I then blindly was made to suck cock, belt put around my neck and choked, bent over and was spanked red and sore with a crop, my arms bound behind me and roughly ass fucked. When I was put on my knees to suck his cock again he then allowed me to see and hear, moving me to a table where I was lied on my back with my head off the end of the table and was roughly throat fucked, gagging and spit running out of my mouth all over my face. He spit in my mouth and made me swallow then ordered me to spread my legs and not move, using the crop right on my clit until it was swollen and stinging. I eventually begged him to stop and he gave me two more then slapped me very hard in the face. Harder than ever before, I was shocked and loved it. I was then made to walk up to the mirror on the wall and pushed against it, ordered to watch myself as he roughly fucked my ass until filling it with cum. Falling to my knees afterwards and walked to the bedroom on all fours by my hair in his fist for round two, etc.