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You can always tell when I’m sad because I start taking nudes to feel better about myself. How shallow is that?
“Hi, so I wanna share something. ;) Usually I masturbate without having to worry about anyone seeing cause I’m by myself in the house. But lately I’ve had no time to myself cause everyone isn’t at school or work as much and I use my electric
It’s that time folks lol 420 for me and little playtime with myself and off to sleep I go. …good night my LOVLIES.
lilcockwhore: I start by fucking myself with the pink dildo, I finish with punch fucking myself. No lie. This is inspirational! The way you assault your pussy with that vibrator, aggressively stabbing it in and out with real force. Trashing your pussy.
daddys-slave-cunt: Thought I’d post a pussy pic. I want to stretch but I’m torturing myself by leaving myself closed. My pussy is so naturally open after everything I’ve trained it with…I haven’t even stretched in a while, but I think that
Intertwined I have a confession to make. I have selfishly and shamelessly kept this hidden treasure of a tumblr to myself. I know, I know. I’m not proud of myself. She’s just so… wow… the words… the voice… those
theoncomingsass: I Am The Bad Wolf - Digital Painting “I create myself. I take the words, I scatter them, in time and space. A message to lead myself here.” requested by rosaperditus.
Hey ask me questions while I write my paper! I need something to entertain myself while I write.
z-queen: i was supposed to go out with a boy tonight. i spent at least an hour and a half shaving, showering, making myself smell like a flower goddess, picking out the perfect outfit, and tending to myself in various ways. i skipped dinner because i
janellespice: torquemadda: Camilla Andrade Sometimes, when i’m really excited, I check my cock and say to myself: “Wow… how big I am!” But then… after some google search… I see her… and think to myself: “Ok… you’re average…”
I find myself with uncontrollable emotions and all the roads lead me to Dr.Who
dreammaker-13ti: “This is wrong, he’s my son,” I thought to myself. I crawled towards him I couldn’t stop myself. I just had to have that massive cock of his first in my mouth then deep inside of me.
Removing myself from fetlife and most other social media platforms were one of the better things I’ve done to myself. With Tumblr it’s not that easy since among all triggers are genuinely good people. I don’t know how to deal with that.
Sitting on a call, working on revisions and once more I feel guilty for enjoying what I do. I feel like I constantly have to convince to myself that I can write stories about people becoming sexual ideals and still consider myself a progressive. In parti
virgoassbitch: I owe it to myself to focus on myself
male-tf-control: sdkomet: I was a pretty shy guy until I used the Chronivac to make a few changes to myself. I didn’t even change that much, really. I just gave myself a little more muscle tone, made my skin a little better, made my jaw a little
whats-your-name-man: champagne-stark: champagne-stark: prsephonies: when i was a teenager it felt very revolutionary to be cruel to myself. like some kind of slow passive protest against how much everything hurt. i starved myself of sleep and food
Lmao why do I always take a shower when I want to wet myself… I’m always like, “omg yes I’m gonna shave and get all nice, smooth and so clean!!!……. then I’m gonna pee myself lmao”It makes no sense, you’d think I would
I am my own mother. I cry in shower for an hour. I grab a towel to dry myself. I talk to myself. I say ‘you ain’t ever been more pathetic in your li….’ I stop. I laugh. I say 'bitch you old as fuck. You’ve felt waaay more
typecozey: typecozey: I talk to myself way too much like I’ll be pumping gas or in the grocery store, then I’ll be thinking about some dumb meme that was like “spare dick sir?” And say it out loud to myself and be like “that shit killed me”
I just…(I mean fair warning I’m about to throw myself a huge pity party)Well I mean I’m crying becauseI just, hate myself okay, one minute I say “I’m great at my job” and “I deserve great things” and “I’m a great person” the
aggressivewhenstartled:white-chalk-sapphomet:This is why I get meal kits. Do I need them? No. Can I easily make them myself? For way cheaper? Yes. WILL I??? No. Other tips: if you are going to buy things that aren’t pre-taxed, you need to make a habit
lustandgunsmoke: sumisa-lily: I will admit that most of the time I do not feel beautiful. I do not believe that I am beautiful. In fact, I think worse, far worse of myself and am categorically unkind to myself and about myself in ways I would never
I’ve cried every night for the past three, maybe four nights. I miss him and I miss myself and my happiness and I just feel.. lost. Really lost. I’m numb and I don’t know who I am anymore and I’m so far from loving myself or loving
dostevsky: “I understood myself only after I destroyed myself. And only in the process of fixing myself, did I know who I really was.” — Sade Andria Zabala
freelance-philosopher: “I created myself, echo and abyss, by thinking. I multiplied myself, by going deeply into myself…” — Fernando Pessoa
riverphoenixislove: “I invest fully in the characters that I play. That’s the only thing that gives me security. Not myself. Myself is a bum! Myself is nothing! I am a peon. I’m an idiot. I’m totally removed. I’m in the closet. I’m out of
laterovaries: instatelegram: theblackship: brookwheresmallfishswim: zehausja: I swore to myself that I would never reblog anything to do with cats. I have broken the oath to myself. I feel like the samurai sword master in Kill Bill. But this must
It's just myself, talking to myself about myself
ticklemeviking: Getting drunk by myself because I have nothing better to do on a Saturday night. Actually I get drunk by myself a lot lately. This is no surprise. Carry on with your lives.
the-magical-canadian-blender: amyshealthylifestyle: faithhopefit: bethtamiru: smokingsalviawithmiley: lolsofunny: I swore to myself that I would never reblog anything to do with cats. I have broken the oath to myself. I feel like the samurai sword
telescopical: theblackship: brookwheresmallfishswim: zehausja: I swore to myself that I would never reblog anything to do with cats. I have broken the oath to myself. I feel like the samurai sword master in Kill Bill. But this must be done. gsfahaua
heartless: turbulenced: theblackship: brookwheresmallfishswim: zehausja: I swore to myself that I would never reblog anything to do with cats. I have broken the oath to myself. I feel like the samurai sword master in Kill Bill. But this must be
once-upon-a-stfu: oh yeah. before, i was thinking to myself that i would really like a pantless party with some sex. but when i went to repeat it to myself out loud, i accidentally said “i would like a sexless party with some pants” which is false.
sarcaveman: IT’S FRIDAY! HAPPY DANCE TIME! HUBBA!!!! HUBBA!!!! Or…when the kids go back to schoolOr…when I have the house to myself, nakey time!Or…when I have the house to myself, play time!Or…when I fucking have the
irrelevantaustralian: snakecats: if you ever feel embarrassed just remember that in middle school I tried to convince myself that I wasn’t gay by making a compromise to myself to “only be gay at night” soo…It’s like the purge except with
laugh-addict: I swore to myself that I would never reblog anything to do with cats. I have broken the oath to myself. I feel like the samurai sword master in Kill Bill. But this must be done. gsfahaua mommy chased away the bad kitty dreams
zehausja: I swore to myself that I would never reblog anything to do with cats. I have broken the oath to myself. I feel like the samurai sword master in Kill Bill. But this must be done.
hollywoodforthebirds: meowddison: brookwheresmallfishswim: zehausja: I swore to myself that I would never reblog anything to do with cats. I have broken the oath to myself. I feel like the samurai sword master in Kill Bill. But this must be done.
sooo I have been feeling a little differently lately (though maybe not a bad different) and I just want to be the very best me and I want to do things for myself and that make me happy and move forward
playbunny: I bleed it out… I’ve opened up these scars… I’ll make you face this…! I’ve pulled myself so far… I’ll make you face this now…!! - - - This started out as just some facial expression practice and it quickly turned into
I don’t know why I do it to myself. I got rid of them all for a reason, but I can’t seem to stop myself from checking up on them. I don’t know why, because all it brings me is anger, frustration and just upsets me to the extreme. But
parllalaparadise: theblackship: brookwheresmallfishswim: zehausja: I swore to myself that I would never reblog anything to do with cats. I have broken the oath to myself. I feel like the samurai sword master in Kill Bill. But this must be done.
highonvibes: average-guy: roselovesugly: heartless: turbulenced: theblackship: brookwheresmallfishswim: zehausja: I swore to myself that I would never reblog anything to do with cats. I have broken the oath to myself. I feel like the samurai
flightless-b1rd: laterovaries: instatelegram: theblackship: brookwheresmallfishswim: zehausja: I swore to myself that I would never reblog anything to do with cats. I have broken the oath to myself. I feel like the samurai sword master in Kill
i hate cigarettes. i’ve been exposed to cigarette smoking my entire life, and as a child, i swore to myself that i would never, ever smoke. ever. and i have kept that promise to myself. i don’t, however, look down on the people who DO smoke
drownedintofiction: “I like to keep myself to myself. I’m pretty good at getting out and about without getting noticed. London lends itself to that – it can be a very anonymous city. Generally people are respectful. Negative attention is the worst
I want a knife but I also don’t trust myself with a weapon. I’d start feeling all itchy like when I feel a strong impulse to do something that’s probably wrong and end up stabbing myself or something just to see what it was like.
theblackship: brookwheresmallfishswim: zehausja: I swore to myself that I would never reblog anything to do with cats. I have broken the oath to myself. I feel like the samurai sword master in Kill Bill. But this must be done. gsfahaua mommy chased
fcklovely:someday i wanna jack myself off in front of someone. like just.. running my hands over my body. maintaining eye contact while i tease myself, watching them watch me shudder and react. letting them see what i do to myself when they’re away,
eversartdump: Inktober # 7 Make it easier tonight, I thought to myself. Give your eyes a rest after bursting a blood vessel in one of them at work today, I mused to myself. Well I guess when it comes to my fictional wife, there’s no holding back.
threepurpleclouds: bethtamiru: smokingsalviawithmiley: lolsofunny: I swore to myself that I would never reblog anything to do with cats. I have broken the oath to myself. I feel like the samurai sword master in Kill Bill. But this must be done.
saralou23: “It’s just myself talking to myself about myself.” — Thomas Michael Shelby
diekingdomcome: hungarian: if i don’t talk to myself who will Same, I be giving myself some bomb ass advice and talking myself out of situations and committing murder.
kairaanix: Finally made myself a ponysona. Expect her to change her mane colour from time to time :) NEW CRUSH
britp0p:repeat after me:even if i don’t like my body today i will take care of iteven if i don’t like myself today i will still be patient and kind with myselfeven if i do not love myself i will still take care of and be kind to myself, despite not
