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bustysister: I woke up to the sight of my little brother’s morning wood. Goddamn his cock was big. We fucked so many times yesterday that he had to stop because his dick was sore. Still, I couldn’t help but crave it again. Maybe if I suck on it softly,
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izorropirate: hollstein-kisses: we-are-the-reckless-youthhhh: Waffle House turnt as fuck For those who don’t have waffle houses, this is what they are for This shit is so lit
luxe-pauvre: “We are not content with negative obedience, nor even with the most abject submission. When finally you surrender to us, it must be of your own free will. We do not destroy the heretic because he resists us; so long as he resists us we
oiseauperdu: “On the moon we spoke a soft, liquid tongue, and sang in the starlight, looking down on the dead dried world.” — Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle
thepocket-mouse: “What I learned from her death was this: no truth can cure the sadness we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness, can cure that sorrow. All we can do is see that sadness through to the end.”
dk-thrive: “We’re both looking at the same moon, in the same world. We’re connected to reality by the same line. All I have to do is quietly draw it towards me.” — Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart (Alfred A. Knopf, 2001)
luthienne:Catherynne M. Valente, The Bread We Eat in Dreams; “White Lines on a Green Field”[Text ID: I’m better now, I’m braver now, doesn’t this feel like the end of everything and we have to get it while we can?]
skvoreshniki-deactivated2023020:“You’re in bad shape. It looks like you’re developing a soul.”—Yevgeny Zamyatin, We
megairea: “There are such things as ghosts. People everywhere have always known that. And we believe in them every bit as much as Homer did. Only now, we call them by different names. Memory. The unconscious.” — Donna Tartt, The Secret History,
olreid:ALTshirley jackson, we have always lived in the castle
gobookyourself: The Shining by Stephen King Halloween, we’re almost there. Read these next, if you dare… WARNING: Before you start, this list is not for the faint of heart! Haunted by Chuck Palahniuk for writers locked away; all work, no play Hell
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“Objects, these mysterious suits of armour beneath which desire awaits us, nocturnal and laid bare, these snares made of velvet, of bronze, of gossamer that we throw at ourselves with each step we take; hunter and prey in the shadows of forests, at
we-lit:My little sister did a thing
we-lit: I could write sonnets about how much love I have for my best friend. the future is bright @amandla ( by @micaiahcarter)
we-lit: dowopthatthang:amandla: Don’t Cash Crop My Cornrows - a crash discourse on black culture. Made by me and youre-a-virgin-who-cant-drive for our history class :+) DON’T CASH CROP MY CORNROWS This is like…. My 3588753256th time reblogging
jcoleknowsbest: we-lit: eu-si: Hands down one of the most gorgeous, breath taking faces I have ever seen in my entire life. We are not worthy who. is. this. Gorgeous.
in my high school brit lit class we read the Canterbury Tale and were having a class discussion on who would we cast as each character. if you’ve ever read this you know exactly how much Chaucer hated the Pardoner, who was mainly described as
ayemuhhfucka: c0cainemermaid: The Nutcracker dance you’ve NEVER seen before! fuckin amazing 👏🏾🔥 We light shit up when we make it our own🔥🔥🔥🔥
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we-lit: Today was cute
reneeaiko: onlyblackgirl: tsunamiwavesurfing: chizohfro: When the function is over but the DJ still playing music. “2 legited 2 quited” it lit! The guy in the denim button up😂😂 I love being Black !!! they lit af.
we-lit: On Saint Marks in NYC
we-lit: @icecream-eaterrr & I By @mrcheyl
we-lit: I had such a great night with my friends @galoremag
sobeitjay: rogueavantgarde: babybints: ericanicollee: greeneyes-anddimples: lenabener: iamwez20: bmvlocstr: kiki-kannabis: I fucking love black people Omg with that big speaker though Yo what’s the song tho? Yoooo they lit Lmao what Lit
we-lit: I ain’t sorry
lovely-songbird: In the end, we’ll all become stories. no We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/58038036/via/itstati
we-lit: with amandla 📷: (iG @ mattxiv)
we-lit: bum life for life
we-lit: Ok bye
we-lit: #artheaux by icecream-eaterrr
we-lit: AA
we-lit: we-lit: amandla & I 📷 iG mattxiv I miss this little nugget
we-lit: My little sister did a thing
we-lit: Thx
we-lit: shot by @mrcheyl
we-lit:amandla & I 📷 iG mattxiv
cmonsweetcatastrophe: I SWIM ACROSS AN OCEAN, IT’S MY MATTRESS IN THE BASEMENT. I’M SWEATING OUT EXCUSES THAT WOULD MAKE YOUR STOMACH TURN. THE ROAD WE DROVE LAST NIGHT STRETCHED FROM THE DESERT TO LAS VEGAS. WE FILLED OUR CUPS AND LIT ONE UP, THE
we-lit: yesterday and today
we-lit: securelyinsecure: The Obamas Love
001001001001001001:A social movement that only moves people is merely a revolt. A movement that changes both people and institutions is a revolution.—Martin Luther King, Jr., Why We Can’t Wait (1964)
goodgirlsdoresearch: Look to the warming sun. We left the troubles all around the town. You know we didn’t hurt no one. We lit the sky up and we burned it down.- The Dirty Heads
we-lit: when he says u the only one
we-lit: icecream-eaterrr and I by shitstainpanties
we-lit: visualhoard: FKA Twigs by Mari Sarai Fave
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