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transcripts: i’m that friend that has to walk behind the group when the path isn’t big enough. i’m that friend that gets cut off in the conversation. i’m that friend that gets left behind when i asked for them to wait for me. i’m that friend
starbasek: Because bimbos are perfect. And because those who walk the Path of Bimbo strive for perfection, which is both daunting and laudable. Let us acknowledge their quest, and the worship (and sex) they receive along the way.
this picture really gets to me. it’s like you do one thing wrong and your whole life is over. as soon as you walk through that door, you’re givin’ a whole reputation as a psycho path, when in reality, all you want is someone to love you. and
adventurebuns1: We hope you enjoy this shot of return submitter @champagnepirate enjoying some time outside! What a cool pic, too…… We love the look of walking down the path with the nice colors in the background. Plus the colorful outfit she
nickiecharles: “*Believe.* Believe in the path you have chosen and those who walk it with you.”
slavekatie: It’s time to be a Slut again Katie….. I’m walking after dark, in a public park. I can hear something just off the path. Curiosity getting the better of me, I follow the sound. All of a sudden, I can hear someone running
no-right-to-shoes: A young woman volunteering herself into slavery. As per the tradition, she’s wearing simple clothing – just a skirt and a blouse. No underwear or trousers. Also no shoes – she’s walked the 20.38 mile long path barefoot in accordance
heyh8r: sexcruciating: Welcome to hell this picture really gets to me. it’s like you do one thing wrong and your whole life is over. as soon as you walk through that door, you’re givin’ a whole reputation as a psycho path, when in reality,
kushandwizdom: The best thing I ever did this year was putting myself first, walking away from anything and everything that didn’t positively serve me and refusing to look back. Along my path I found peace, reciprocal love, fruitfulness, creativity
While on a walk in the park with Mr. Crude, Lisa slipped off the path to sit on a low hanging branch. When he followed her over, she raised one leg up and rested her foot on the branch. Slightly smiling at him, she confessed that she wasn’t wearing
Olivia was riding her bike along the path where Mr. Crude was walking. She stopped and got off to talk with him.“I’m a little embarrassed to admit this, but I was fantasizing about you fucking me while I was riding, and between that image in my head
Few days late for National Margarita Day but I could not pass this up. I booked the cutest little hostel off the beaten path in San Miguel and somehow, after walking for hours, getting myself properly lost… Ended up drinking this giant margarita
secretsissy69: starbasek:Because bimbos are perfect. And because those who walk the Path of Bimbo strive for perfection, which is both daunting and laudable. Let us acknowledge their quest, and the worship (and sex) they receive along the way. Whore
vt99: titillate-me: by LinKoln Walking down the garden path, a thing of beauty.
brookeva: “May wolf ever walk beside you, and grant you rest in his shadow. May his paws ever guide your path, and your howls be heard by all.” — Native American prayer Brooke Eva by Ray Gutierrez
darrenpillowscriss: To the customers who apologize repeatedly for “bothering” me, or offer to clean up their own spill if I just get them some paper towels, or walk all the way around an aisle so as not to disturb me when I’m blocking their path,
weltenwellen: “We are only here a moment. There is nothing we need to chase any longer, nor is there anything we need to run from. Now we can simply walk the path of our lives. The fullness of our lives comes not in their static achievements but in
I sometimes regret the all the love and time wasted on people I have come to see very differently… but I know I had to follow the path I did to get here.. n now am just thankful that I was smart enough to keep walking… I had to deal with
babygirlssweetsurrender: carpethedamndiem:Walk your own Path, they *all* lead up the mountain. Surrender to your Self, Love your Self, and Joy will join You, no matter how you define it. In a state of Zen. :-D
ohitlooksgood: mycroftismight: This is a thing I saw when I was walking the path to the River of Souls (that’s a literal translation of the name, dramatic right) in Pirenópolis (the city/village I was staying in). It just looks like it came directly
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niqabisinparis: is there anything more bitter than letting go of friends that you thought were your ride or die? coming to terms with the fact that you’re walking down different paths and you’ll be dismembered if you don’t let go of their hand.
ohnoooelsie: Walk your own path.
dirtykarissa: I love taking walks on the paths; never know when you might get used
aellagirl: namaste-release: sensual—succulent: carpethedamndiem: Walk your own Path, they *all* lead up the mountain. Surrender to your Self, Love your Self, and Joy will join You, no matter how you define it. Not sure how I feel about this image?
contexxxt: She watched as he walked up the dark path towards the house. He knew she was waiting for him, but to go out to dinner and a movie. That was their normal way of celebrating a birthday. He had no idea that she was waiting behind the door
This path you're walking leads to nowhere...
Plight of the Divine Pearl . She walked in front of you, she already knew, but the endless paths illuminated with the torch of good intent led backward into the thick fog of repent, her translatory purgatory. . Now, trapped within the forest,
secret-suicidal: heyh8r: sexcruciating: Welcome to hell this picture really gets to me. it’s like you do one thing wrong and your whole life is over. as soon as you walk through that door, you’re givin’ a whole reputation as a psycho path,
chunli-deactivated20170919: I’m not walking down the same path as you.
i-killed-your-family: heyh8r: sexcruciating: Welcome to hell this picture really gets to me. it’s like you do one thing wrong and your whole life is over. as soon as you walk through that door, you’re givin’ a whole reputation as a psycho path,
spicefunk: Everyone’s in their own reality! Their own dream! Never hold yourself back in fear of what others might say or think of you. Keep walking the path of freedom. Being free is your birth right. Take off your clothes and jump in the river! Why?
womanbelievedinlove: “No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.”
oxboxer: A hunter pursues the deadliest prey in the world. Many have walked this path before, but will our hero be able to succeed where all others have failed? Strange artifacts, tense combat, and deadly beasts - this is AVENGE. What’s this?! It’s
paigenaomimay: transcripts:i’m that friend that has to walk behind the group when the path isn’t big enough. i’m that friend that gets cut off in the conversation. i’m that friend that gets left behind when i asked for them to wait for me. i’m
fer1972: A Rainy Room where you don’t get wet by rAndom International Rain Room is a hundred square metre field of falling water through which it is possible to walk, trusting that a path can be navigated, without being drenched in the process. As
fahdes: “No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.” - Buddha
unconditionedconsciousness: He who treads the path of love walks a thousand meters as if it were only one. ~ Japanese Proverb
ashramof1: The mind can go in a thousand directions, but on this beautiful path, I walk in peace. With each step, the wind blows. With each step, a flower blooms. Thich Nhat Hanh
illusived: r2—d2: refluent: Une jolie balade* (by Bye.Bye.Birdie) If I only had someone to walk with through this path….
And I hope you don’t get lost, little boy. On your endless journey down a derelict path, in fruitless search of an idealistic love. Guided by road-markings, written in tongues you don’t understand. You are not alone, many others walk this
i’m that friend that has to walk behind the group when the path isn’t big enough. i’m that friend that gets cut off in the conversation. i’m that friend that gets left behind when i asked for them to wait for me. i’m that friend that doesn’t
searching-for-the-best: i’m that friend that has to walk behind the group when the path isn’t big enough. i’m that friend that gets cut off in the conversation. i’m that friend that gets left behind when i asked for them to wait for me. i’m
I studied my mother I digested her pain and vowed no woman on my path would have to walk the same.
