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Brush Strokes

Let my hands be the paintbrush to your canvas. Tracing your sweet canvas with my paint that came from me pleasuring you. Depending on the how dominant I am I decided whether I want the strokes to be soft and wet with paint or aggressive and short. I'll let you be my muse for how ever long you can take my brush strokes.

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M.E.T.H.O.D Man

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Are you happy?

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Aww Nipsey will forever be missed!

Still one of my favorite things that Nipsey Hu$$le has done!

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Fantasies

At times I find myself fantasizing about you and the thing that we talked about doing but never got the chance to experience them together. I picture your face and imagine what it would look like if you were genuinely happy with splendor. It's really quite arbitrarily irksome because all I was able to really see was your faces of ecstasy wrapped up in your bed sheets. I guess that's all we ever really had together. -Jaebird

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My ultimate favorite love story.

“Mika: My father told me, this world was only a preparation for the next. That all we can ask is that we leave it having love and be loved.

Kai: I will search for you to a thousand worlds and ten thousand lifetimes until I find you.

Mika: I will wait for you at all of them.”

–Farewell, 47 Ronin

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Seeking approval

Why do I always seek approval from that one person that really happens to not give a damn about me or anyone in general. You crave for them to see all of what you bring to the table, yet they never do. You lust after their conversation although you know it's just superficial lackluster bullshit. Day in day out you yearn for that phone call or that happy birthday text. Just like I thought it never came through, so why again am I seeking your approval again...damn I really can't explain it. Maybe one day I will. -Jaebird

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Blood Orange: @woodville.workshop

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“Fall in love with the person who enjoys your madness, not an idiot who forces you to be normal.”

— (via purplebuddhaquotes)

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Why love doesn't love me..

Sometimes I spend my sleepless nights wondering hmm why doesn't love, love me back. I give it to others and fail to receive it in return. Is my love just too strong like black coffee with no sugar or cream. I read books and blogs about love, but it seems like they have all forsaken me. Is it because I seek validation through love from others. Is it my up bringing and being exposed to toxic love as a child. Those sleepless nights turn into tired mornings with the sun peeking through my shades. I ask for advice and people say the cliche ways of going about it. " Oh just find a hobby, focus on yourself etc etc, self-love is the key." I do these things yet I still feel so hollow like a drum. So is life I guess. -Jaebird

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Classic #reno911

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“REPEAT AFTER ME: ‘My current situation is not my final destination’”

— (via tiredestprincess)

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