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Rose, babe... What?! Ngl kinda true but still, What?

THERES MY SLUTTY WAISTED MAN

IM GOING SO FERAL RN HOLD ME BACK MY INNER NICK GIRL IS SHINING WOAOAOAAHAAHAHAAA

@thenickgirl

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Dude I can't risk this

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OMG I LOOOVE

Not enough people are noticing what I hid in my new Masterlist

i may be stupid

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Reblog if I can go on your page and write stupid things in your ask box whenever I'd like to.

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AND ALSO (to add on even tho no one asked) WHY IF I GO INTO THE CHRIS TAG THE FIRST ONE IS ALWAYS MART (and vise versa) LIKE BELIEVE ME I GET HAVING TO TAG EVERYTHING BUT COME ON

WHYAT IS WRONG WITH THE STURNIOLO TUMBLR WHY IS THERE NO GOOD FICS WHY IS IT ALWAYS SHITTY SMUTT TF

AND WHY ARE PPL PUTTING LIKE #fluff ON A SMUTT FIC LIKE THERES A REASON FOR THE TAGS OR POSTING IRRELEVANT THINGS IN THE STURNIOLO # ???????? LIKE IDC ABOUT UR DRAMA

ALSO I HATE WHEN SM1 DOESN’T ADD A SUMMARY BEFORE THE FIC LIKE CMON NOW ITS BASIC SHIT

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"the world isnt kind" why not tho?

"the world isn't kind" ok??? Much more importantly are you?????

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YALL I GOT A NEW BOYFRIEND AHHHHHHHHHHH

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The scream I just scrumpt ONG

“i hate doggy position” we already knew that matt.

he’s such a missionary guy it’s not even funny. like imagine asking “matt…can we please do a different position” and his fucking response is “ ‘m sorry baby just wanna see your pretty face”

LIKE FUCK

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I'm gonna pray the potato of luck works

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Peaches is me I am them we are one (no joke I literally did this with noodles this morning)

Eating kielbasa on the floor in my kitchen.

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For all y'all writers with writers block <3

Anybody else got that Evergiven sized writers block

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you’re not a failure just because you’re not where you thought you’d be by now

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◜ 🍯𓂃 Little Snacks! ‧ 🧃◞

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People regress to all ages from infancy to young teen years, check out these snacks ideas and if there are any you'd like to try!

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⧼ 1 ⧽ Infancy/baby [0-2]

Yogurt melts teething waifers puff cereal [apple cinnamon ones are my favorite from gerber] puff cheetos dry cereal [as long as its not too sugary!] baby food pouches/apple sause/yogurt pouches finely cut fruit!

⧼ 2 ⧽ Toddlers [2-4]

Soft granola bars apple Sause/yogurt pouches Cheese sticks [string cheese] Crackers/goldfish dry cereal pretzels mini bagels yogurt tubes Graham Crackers Mini ravioli from Gerber

⧼ 3 ⧽ Kiddos [5-9]

Teddy grahams/Scooby snacks Fruit snacks Single serving chip bags Frosted animal cookies trail mix Simple/easy sammiches Fruit slices[apples, oranges]/Whole fruit [berries] Fruit cups veggies and dip Anything you may have eaten during this age!

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18+ Blogs|| AB!DL|| DD!LG|| Over age 26 (27+) || Do not interact

Fact OTD: Sharks do not have bones! They are a special type of fish known as "elasmobranchs", which translates into fish made of cartilaginous tissues

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I know no one asked for my opinion, but if people make you feel embarrassed for needing to take care of yourself they don't deserve your time. Your priority needs to be your health not what they think <33

nomma i need some advice. i'm starting school tomorrow, and i have to bring my oxygen with me :( i know it's for my health, but i can't help but feel embarrassed by it. i think maybe i just need some encouraging words or something.

i love you :)

Well bubba, there’s no need to be ashamed of your healthcare items. They’re apart of you, and you’re wonderful. These aren’t things you can help, you need them, and for that you’re so strong. There’s no need to be embarrassed about your oxygen.

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I’m such a slut for casual intimacy. Like yesss rest your chin on my shoulder while we're in line at the grocery store, I live for that shit.

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AHHHHHHH omg this is so good

shy!matt always allows you to do whatever you want to him. he's yours, and he always will be.

matt is always compliant to pretty much anything you want — letting out little shudders and gasps from just the feeling of your hands on his body, twitching as you take off his jeans.

he's squirming on the bed, his body reacting to all the different sensations, his breathing starting to come out quicker and more ragged as his eyes dart up to the ceiling.

"oh, sweetheart..." you mockingly coo at him, staring down at the tent in his boxers, the material dampening with each touch of your fingers against his thighs.

he can't help himself from letting out a pathetic whine because god — you're being to utterly cruel to him, purposely teasing him like this. he just wants you to touch him, and he wants to have you.

matt shudders in response at the tone of your voice, his own coming out just a bit more pleading as his hands curl into fists. "please — can you — i just—"

"look at you, matt..." you cut him off, clicking your tongue against your teeth as you shake your head. "you're making such a mess already."

a gasp rips out of his throat as he feels your fingers trace the outline of his cock in his boxers, and he squirms once again, responding to every little thing you do. his mind feels like mush from it all, and he's trying so hard to think of a response — a good response — but his brain is a mess.

"what am i gonna do with you? hm?"

he's feeling all hot, needy, and desperate, and he can't even fucking think clearly anymore. he lets out a shuddery breath, his bottom lip, that is raw from him constantly chewing down on it, wobbling.

"you.. you can do whatever you wan' with... with me. m'yours," he whispers softly, and he forces himself to look down at you, and god, it's a sight to see — your head hovering just above his boxers, a smirk on your face, a hungry look in your eyes.

"that's what i like to hear," you say, pressing a kiss to his leaking tip. matt immediately throws his head back down on the pillow at the touch, his eyes squeezing shut, and a trembly whine leaving his lips. he can feel you tugging at the fabric of his boxers, pulling them down his legs, his breathing coming out more quick and ragged, struggling to calm himself down despite the soothing strokes you give his thighs.

"you're such a fucking mess for me already, matt," he hates how you giggle at him. "are you really this easy?"

he's fully hard from the way you've been teasing and tormenting him all evening, and he's so close to begging for you like some pathetic little puppy. but he holds himself back, muffling his sounds as he bites down on his bottom lip once again.

he feels your hand grab one of his own, threading your fingers through his and squeezing. he exhales deeply, squeezing your hand back, eyes opening to focus on the hanging light on his ceiling.

"looks like you're about to cum any second," he hears you tut again, and his body tenses when he feels the warmth of your breath over his cock. "how am i supposed to play with you?"

his grip on your hand tightens and he shifts his hips up slightly, a choked noise escaping from the back of his throat when his cock brushes against something soft — your mouth.

"i.. i, um — please.. please, 'kay? i'll be — i'll be good, s'good. promise... i swear," he stutters out, swallowing thickly. he blinks repeatedly, vision becoming blurry from the tears that begin to build, and his voice cracks as he whispers one last time, "please?"

© STURNIOZ

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I CANT OH MY GOD. I've never wanted to be a hoodie pocket, but here we are ig

UHMM. HELLLO???!