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I NEED MORE PEOPLE TO FOLLOW.

I only follow 194 people and I need some more blogs to follow! Please reblog this so I can check out your blog!!

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Hi! Like/Reblog this post and I might check out your blog, follow you and do random reblogs and even give you a shoutout here on Tumblr and on Twitter. Just make sure you’re following me (I’m going to check, I’m going to do this I promise) *pinky swears* and that you’re just a photo blog (no personals sorry but if your blog is overall then it depends).

Earn a new follower - or followers - and maybe a friend. :)

Go I’m checking!

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Need new blogs to follow !!

Reblog this and I’ll check out your blog and follow !!

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A FOLLOW SPREE

I’m doing a follow spree. You just have to reblog this post and I’ll follow you.

Oh and I would love it if i got some follow backs too but you don’t have to be following me. 

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This is nothing compared to my other pics, send me a message to get a look at the seriously sexy pics. Figured I’d just post a teaser of this slut’s ass that is ready to get fucked by the first woman that’s ready to dominate/punish me. Cmon, I’ve been a naughty slut, I know someone out there must be willing to take control of me.

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The only thing on my mind

I just really, really want a beautiful woman to bend me over, hold my face down and fucking pound me in the ass like she hates me. Extra points for keeping my hands restrained and gagging me. & the more she spanks me, the better. I’m dying to be someone’s slut.

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Not that it matters

Due to the fact that I kinda have no followers and all, but I’m adding another aspect to my blog. I’ll still be posting my work as an amateur writer, but I’ll also be using this as a platform to embrace and develop my “alter-ego” as a dirty little slut in my primary sexual fantasy

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I wanna be a slut

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My biggest fantasy is to wear a sexy thong or panties with a nice lingerie top. Make up is optional but adds a nice touch. (That idea never even crossed my mind until my ex recommenced it.) Then id have my woman either tie me up or handfcuff me, put in a ball gag and give me tight nipple clamps. At that point, I’d be her slave. Helpless and forced to accommodate her every wish. The whole time she’d forcibly smack my face, spank my ass, paddle my Ass, pull my hair and choke me. Anything to remain completely dominant over her worthless, slutty slave. Soon she’d reveal her strap on, nice and hard, ready to fuck me. She’d order me to suck it, grabbing my hair and violently jerking me toward it. Then, she’d throw me face down and fuck my from behind so she didn’t have to see my dirty slutty face. And she would continue to do anything she wants to me until finally being satisfied.

And ladies, I’ll be a loyal slave no matter how far apart we are. Just send me a message ordering me to be your slave. I’ve got some pics to prove what a dirty little slut I can be if I have a good master.

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Quote of the Day

“There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds”

-Laurel K Hamilton

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We said we would change to make it work. But we couldn’t. Especially not in the way we needed to. Especially not for each other.

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Brown eyes never made my heart flutter until yours took control of me. Sitting through movies is something I can’t do, yet studying your eyes I’ll do for a lifetime. You’ve been gone for some time now, the pain’s still fresh. But your eyes I can still see, let’s hope I don’t forget.

Liz, I loved you and I’ll always love you. Sure, they say “the good die young” but why couldn’t you be the exception? I guess I’ll never know, that’s a question that can never be answered.

Despite it all, I know you’d want me to be happy. Im not quite there yet but I’m trying. I’m really trying.

I wonder if one day I’ll forget what color your eyes are. Because my dad doesn’t remember the name of his high school girlfriend and my mom doesn’t remember the model of her first car. We forget things that were one day so obvious to us, and so important. Things that once meant the world to us become distant memories, then eventually forgotten. So the good news is one day I might not remember the exact words that broke my heart, but the bad news is I also won’t remember how blue your eyes are.

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& the mental constraints can often times hurt more than the physical

“One who has never lived under constraints doesn’t know what freedom is.”

— Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

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Oh hell no, fuck that. I’m sorry I wasted MY time.

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Messy and often painful 🙇🏻‍♂️

“Rooting for you” by Sophia Joan Short

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Yet you took advantage of my love for you until it ceased to be convenient. This pain you could’ve spared me, by admitting you never cared for me. I gave you all my love, I gave you all my trust. Left with this pain, and no second thought. What you did to me, truly evil.

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“I am beautiful. I am full of love. I am dying.”

— Ada Limón, from After You Toss Around the Ashes

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Invisible Chains

The first poem I’m gonna share with you guys is one I wrote a few months ago about my struggles with heroin addiction. Mental illness has firmly planted itself in my life for some time now and chances are, that won’t be changing anytime soon. As a result, you’ll find that many of my writings touch on the topic of mental health. Hope you enjoy.

Truth be told,

You made me smile.

‘Teas you I’d hold,

Happy all the while.

My love for you,

Knew no bounds.

But soon I knew,

The truth astounds.

All this time,

You were fake.

A harmless crime?

Nah, a life you’ll take.

They never say,

This life is bad.

They’ll let you pay,

And think it’s rad.

Those first few highs,

Feel like heaven.

Days go by,

Asleep till seven.

You take a break,

And now you’re sick.

Everything aches,

This won’t be quick.

Soon enough,

I’m back for more.