the sun burnt your silhouette in my eyes19
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and to me you are the star of the show still
he’s my lacy i see him everywhere
i not only carry my own hurt but my mothers too
there’s love everywhere
BRUH I NEED A LOBOTOMY
angry man
or more so angry boy
i grew up with an angry man
there will always be an angry man
following me everywhere i go
anger is different in how it’s expressed
not always brutal and harsh
my angry boy is sweet
until
he talks over me when im trying to speak
until
he crosses boundaries and makes them my fault
until
he makes me feel bad for being upset at him
until
he provokes me to prove a point
until
he’s sweeter to me when sex is involved
until
his love for me is conditional and frail
i will never leave this angry boy
because theres a million more ahead
i will never be able to escape
they are permanent residents in my house.
- on mothers
lady bird/ @death-born-aphrodite/ everything, everywhere, all at once/ rupi kaur/ unknown/ maia baia/ your best american girl- mitski/ lady bird/ unknown/ @inkskinned
part of me will know i never cared for being coool
car sex w euro <33
“you feel so good, angel.” øystein praises you
he and his band have just finished their show, you were in the front row. he hadn’t seen you before tonight but by God, he was enamored. he ended up finding you after the show, you two got to talking and next thing you know,
his hands were laying on your waist, helping you as you bounce up and down on his length in the small space in the backseat of his car you smile at the praise, a moan slipping out of your mouth before you press your lips harshly against his, his tongue instantly coming out of his mouth and into yours.
with your hands on his shoulders, you pull away from his lips. your legs had grown tired from trying to keep your pace, and øysetin noticed. holding your waist tighter, he begins lifting you up before bringing you back down on his length. you almost screamed out in pleasure, but buried your face in his shoulder to mask your moans.
“oh, euro,” you moaned, taking your bottom lip between your teeth. you arched your back as the tip of his dick hit the bundle of nerves inside of you. “r-right there, fuck s’good!”
“du er så jævlig sexy” øystein lulls, continuing to press his tip again that exact spot inside of you. with your lips parted, you look at him, nodding before he presses his forehead against yours, looking into your eyes. “don’t stop. please don’t stop.” you beg him.
“i won’t.” he assures you, one hand coming up from your waist to rest on your cheek as one of your hands played with the hair at the nape of his neck.
“should i pull out? eller skal jeg komme inni deg, prinsesse?” you couldn’t help but moan out at his dirty words, nodding your head.
“yeah? you want that?” he asks. “i’ll fill you up so good baby.”
car sex w euro <33
“you feel so good, angel.” øystein praises you
he and his band have just finished their show, you were in the front row. he hadn’t seen you before tonight but by God, he was enamored. he ended up finding you after the show, you two got to talking and next thing you know,
his hands were laying on your waist, helping you as you bounce up and down on his length in the small space in the backseat of his car you smile at the praise, a moan slipping out of your mouth before you press your lips harshly against his, his tongue instantly coming out of his mouth and into yours.
with your hands on his shoulders, you pull away from his lips. your legs had grown tired from trying to keep your pace, and øysetin noticed. holding your waist tighter, he begins lifting you up before bringing you back down on his length. you almost screamed out in pleasure, but buried your face in his shoulder to mask your moans.
“oh, euro,” you moaned, taking your bottom lip between your teeth. you arched your back as the tip of his dick hit the bundle of nerves inside of you. “r-right there, fuck s’good!”
“du er så jævlig sexy” øystein lulls, continuing to press his tip again that exact spot inside of you. with your lips parted, you look at him, nodding before he presses his forehead against yours, looking into your eyes. “don’t stop. please don’t stop.” you beg him.
“i won’t.” he assures you, one hand coming up from your waist to rest on your cheek as one of your hands played with the hair at the nape of his neck.
“should i pull out? eller skal jeg komme inni deg, prinsesse?” you couldn’t help but moan out at his dirty words, nodding your head.
“yeah? you want that?” he asks. “i’ll fill you up so good baby.”
this is me btw
to be alive is sooo taxing
i never thought my brain could be this loud
SHUT UP BTCH ASS NGGA LOL BRO
don’t inbox me i have problems
