#The pain is excutiating
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opzeijfi04 · 1 year ago
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What if she was so horny she beggged you to rip off her uniform and fuck her in her mouth, pussy and even her ass.
Anderson Gapes Ball Deep Anal CONTINUE...
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golden-fairylights · 5 months ago
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That's the coolest ask game I've ever seen!
4, 6, 11, 19, 20, 22 pretty please
Thank you so much for the ask, let's do this🩷🩷
I already answered question 4 here so go check that one out🥰
6- What’s a song that you relate to?
This is a very hard one and I just went though all of my playlists and found so many songs that I relate to on some level but many many more that I just like a lot but got nothing to do with my life. The one song I decided on is "Snowglobe, Pt. 2" by Ethan Jewell because I feel like i know thefeeling he describes in this song quite well and every time I listen to it I feel it so deep that I almost have to cry (sometimes I have to). I jsut feel like that the optimistic ending is really me so, yeah, I guess that one, but I'm really not sure.
11- When’s the last time you cried?
It was a few weeks ago. A little context: I had to stop playing football because of an ingury on my knee and I'm not really over the fact that I have to leave this (quite big) part of my life behind. What made me cry was a conversation with my parents where we talked about other sports I could do because the main thing for me was always the team part and they started naming team sports that I either hate but would be possible (cycling or swimming) or sports that I would love to try but aren't (apparently all other team sports). Somehow all of the emotions came over me. I haven't really cried because of the ingury before and I started crying right there. But in general I don't cry that often.
19- Would you rather be frozen, burned, or drowned?
Frozen for sure! I've heard it feel like falling asleep once you've reaced a point where you don't feel your body anymore. And then when I'm blacked out my heart will just stop beating. (I don't know why you would want to get burned when burnign your finger is already the most excutiating pain ever. Same for drowning, I feel like breathing in water is so painful so why would I choose that one...)
20- If there's hell of some sort, do you think you’re going there?
Well that depends on what gets you into hell right? But let's say you go to hell when you do something with the intention to do something bad or mean. Then I would say I won't go to hell because, while i don't get a long with everybody, I mostly try to understand their perspectives (except with nazis, homophobes and stuff like that, I'm sorry but they are going to my hell for sure). If we are talking about the cristian hell (which is the only one I kind of know about) I would say yes because I don't believe in god.....
22- Would you kill someone you don’t know to save someone you love?
Agh, I feel like I'm rambling way too much but again there are two options here. Option one: Sherlock BBC series final style where I have both of them standing in front of me with someone other trying to kill my loved one and I can only save them by killing an innocent bystander. I don't think I could do it. So no, not if I have to do it directly and with them standing right in front of me. Option two: By saving my loved one the other just dies without me actually doing the killing but I know they would die. I think I would do it.
I'm sorry I've talked this much🩷
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your-heavily-father · 8 months ago
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☠️☠️NICE… TEETH!!☠️☠️
Write a letter to your 100-year-old self. Why? I’ll be long gone by then. Not trying to be grim, it’s just when you take a DNA test it tends to answer a lot of questions. Outside of whatever toxic chemicals I’ve voluntarily introduced my personal meat suit too, I’ve managed to keep my water to this point. (The Freman would be proud.) Yet, judging by the excutiating pain in my lower joints at…
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sun13koi · 3 months ago
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@clown-hour
Thanks
didn’t screen shot it all but here’s more from Stan’s page
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Ngl I am also in excutiating pain rn so me and bill are twinsies
turns out I was wrong about the Stanley code
THERES MORE
after several Stan themed eBay searches, you’ll come to this (warning:spoilers)
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fireflyinsun · 2 years ago
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The most Excutiating pain is when you realise you are selfless for selfish people , for people who you put above yourselves asking to do the same when you have to do it for yourself.
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poulter-geist · 4 years ago
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It’s the stomach spasms for me, baby 🥴
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cathair-inmy-quesadilla · 3 years ago
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I MISS MY PLATES
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madsnufkinenergy · 6 years ago
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I don’t know about you but I personally love the burning pain of some sunscreen in my eyes 
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el-michoacano · 4 years ago
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A historical vampire AU revolving around Nikolai, Aleksander, and Zoya. Ranges from 1799 to the present. Be aware of the tags, and all the horrors that come with such an AU.
Chapter two
"If I had been there, maybe I could have saved her."
"She was torn to pieces." There was a tremble in Liliyana's voice that Nikolai had never heard before. He wasn't surprised. Zoya had been more than Liliyana's niece, she had practically been her daughter. Nikolai knew for a fact that Liliyana was taking her death as hard as he was, if not harder. "There was nothing anyone could have done for her."
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"I heard it was some sort of animal." Sabina Garin was only half as brazen as Zoya had been, but this, gossiping at her own daughter's funeral...
Nikolai couldn't bring himself to look at her, his hands fisting at his sides, his gloves squeaking in protest. He had been hearing the gossip ever since the night of the attack, of course, but it hadn't gotten any easier, and to hear it from Zoya's own family was a slap in the face he hadn't been prepared for. The alcohol burning in his veins didn't make it any easier, either. He wasn't sure he could handle being here, but he did his best to bear it. Zoya deserved that much.
"But what sort of animal could have climbed all the way up onto the portico?" The much younger lady Sabina was gossiping with had, at least, the tact to hide her mouth behind her fan. "It had to have been a person. Do you suppose the Countess...?"
"She's a lady, Dunyasha! She's not capable of such a thing!" When Liliyana shot her a warning look, Sabina cleared her throat. More softly, she said, hiding her mouth behind her gloved hand, "And I hear she's pregnant with the Duke's child!"
"So soon? They haven't even married yet!"
"It's a shame he decided to accept her offer," Sabina said, pointedly not looking at Nikolai, "or dear Zoya would still be here."
"And he didn't even have the decency to be here!" Dunyasha shook her head.
"That's enough." It Liliyana, Zoya's aunt, who shooed them away and came to stand at Nikolai's side before the fireplace, though she said nothing to him. Instead of speaking, she clapped a hand on Nikolai's shoulder, giving it a comforting squeeze.
Nikolai gave her a tight smile. "I'm sorry." It wasn't enough, he knew.
"It wasn't your fault." It sounded like Liliyana didn't quite believe it.
Nikolai shook his head. "I have medical training, Liliyana." He had learned in the Army, and though he hadn't practiced for quite some time, he had saved lives. "If I had been there, maybe I could have saved her."
"She was torn to pieces." There was a tremble in Liliyana's voice that Nikolai had never heard before. He wasn't surprised. Zoya had been more than Liliyana's niece, she had practically been her daughter. Nikolai knew for a fact that Liliyana was taking her death as hard as he was, if not harder. "There was nothing anyone could have done for her."
She, Nikolai thought. Her. Liliyana hadn't used her niece's name since the attack. Nikolai couldn't blame her. It was hard just to think about her. It was agony to think of the state in which Nikolai had last seen her. It was excutiating to think he would never see her again. He swallowed the pain down to accept a handshake and a forced smile from Liliyana before he stepped away.
It seemed the entirety of the Nazyalensky and Garin families had come to see their lost girl off, and Nikolai wove through them as best he could, finding his way into the parlor, where her corpse had been laid out in its pretty coffin, all hammered shut so no one could steal a peek at her mangled body.
No one would dare even without the nails, though, as her huge, terrifying uncle Juris sat on the nearby chaise, elbows on his knees, hands joined in silent prayer. He looked up when Nikolai approached. His eyes, cold and silvery, were puffy and rimmed in red and sunken into sleep shadows. He said, "Baron."
Nikolai said, "Juris." He knelt before the coffin, pressing his hand to the lid. To its occupant, he whispered, "I'm so sorry."
"You should be."
Nikolai tensed. It wasn't Zoya's voice, as he had expected, but Juris's. "You were her fiancé. You were supposed to protect her." Juris's eyes were sharper than Nikolai had ever seen them, yet he didn't flinch away. It was true. He deserved this. "You were supposed to protect her, and now she's dead."
"I'm sorry," was all Nikolai could bring himself to say. He meant it. He had never been sorrier for anything in all his life. "I'm sorry, Juris, I never wanted--"
"Leave."
Nikolai bit his lip. His eyes were wet. His head was swimming, and from more than just grief.
"Leave, Baron." It was a command, and Nikolai had no intention of going against it. "You're no longer welcome here. I don't want to see you at the funeral, and I don't want to see you here again."
Nikolai didn't argue. He nodded, stood, and saw himself out.
He had never been so grateful for the flask in his coat pocket. When he stopped for a drink around the side of the manor, though, he found it was already empty.
He'd have to stop at the pub instead.
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enbymurderhusbands · 4 years ago
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in excutiating pain, how we doin
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lesbian-bookworm · 5 years ago
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Me: My daily pain is only 3-5ish so I dont really have chronic pain im just being a baby
Also me: yes but normal people measure a 0
Me: true ture but there are other people who sit at 8-9 on average so me sitting at 3-5 isn't really THAT bad
Also me: just because your not suffering in excutiating pain all the time doesnt mean you dont have pain.
Me: yeah but i shouldnt complain it could be worse
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flaweddisciple-blog · 6 years ago
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Before we can begin to see the cross as something done for us, we have to see it as something done by us.
John R.W. Stott
It has been really heavy on my heart lately, the way we as Christians think it is okay to continue to live in sin after what Jesus did for us on the cross. The pain and the suffering He experienced just to make us clean, not because He had to, but because He loves us and wants us to be able to be with Him. Think about it He could have wiped out the world and started new with a sinless creation, instead He chose to experience excutiating pain to make us right with Him. So, if we truly love Him and are truly thankful for what He did maybe we should live like it. Matthew 16:24 tells us just what it takes, "Then Jesus told his disciples, “If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow me." If we are to be followers of Jesus this is what it takes. We are to deny ourselves. This means denying our fleshly desires. Our wants of this world do no matter in comparison. We need to not give into the temptation of sin because we our denying ourselves that desire. Instead we need to put the needs and wants of others first, thus showing them love. We need to put the desires of God and others before ourselves fulfilling the two greatest commandments love God and love your neighbor. There is more though we are to take up our cross. This walk may not always be easy, it might be painful. More than likely if you are truly following Jesus this will be the case because it requires the sacrifice of the cross. This calling is not easy many have given there lives for it and many more will before Jesus returns. In America we may not face persecution like in other countries but there will be a day in which we do and if you are not totally committed to following Jesus will your faith hold up when tested? So, I want to challenge you (myself included) to stop going through the motions and give Jesus 100% because He deserves it. The joy you will experience in fulfilling God's desires for your life will exceed anything you have ever imagined. Because we will have the peace and joy of God. I hope that my words can encourage and strengthen someone in their walk. More soon, God Bless.
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the-percival · 7 years ago
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Reviews of both the Carolina Reaper and the Toe of Satan.
Okay, to start, I wanted to do something incredibly stupid. Had an awful work week and put in my two weeks, being treated like shit, got accused of stealing, etc. So this is what I do to myself. I don't like spicy things but I decided "Why the hell not?"
The dreaded Carolina Reaper. The hottest pepper (on record), a little, wrinkly pepper that smells like death. Now, I couldn't find anything fresh so I ordered dried ones off Amazon. A few came in the package but one was plenty. I had @pineapplesareodd try it with me, they ate a small piece. I WENT ALL OUT and ate the whole pepper. The spice hit immediately and I struggled to chew it up and swallow it. It was like paper. Once it was down, it wasn't spicy anymore. It was just straight up PAIN. Like, it felt like someone stuck a red hot poker in my mouth. Even my teeth hurt. I ate more ice cream and drank more milk than I have ever before in one sitting. My tears, snot, and drool were spicy, I was experience something, for sure. About twenty or thirty minutes passed before the pain subsided. I took a bath, laid in bed and thought to myself "Well...that wasn't too bad."
My body disagreed at four am. I awoke to a strange feeling in my gut. And at first, I just laid there until I realized that I ate the hottest pepper just hours earlier. I scrambled over my wife and sprinted to the bathroom. I slammed and locked the door behind me. I paced, fingers in my hair as I started to hyperventilate. The paim grew within seconds and I was on the toilet in no time. But nothing. The pain was so excutiating that I ended up on the floor. At some point, I had thrown my shirt in the sink and my socks in the rub. I was sweating profusely. I was on fire but freezing. I ended up throwing up (just what was left of the pepper, I hadn't eaten anything else and I hadn't eaten dinner). It was worse than eating the pepper. 2 million Scoville units mixed with stomach acid does not mix. Eventually, I collapsed on the floor, face on the cold tile as I prayed for the sweet embrace of death. The pain and discomfort eventually passed to where I could sleep on and off the rest of the morning. That was last night.
Tonight, I took on the Toe of Satan challenge. 9 million Scoville unit chili extract packed into one little sucker shaped into a toe. Look, I never said I was smart. It smelled like cinnamon and even sweet. Once the timer started, I shoved that sucker between my teeth and right cheek. I was going strong for the first minute and a half but the pain slowly seeped onto my tongue and the back of my throat. I had to switch cheeks. It touched my tongue and I don't know what happened then. My face started twitching as my ears clogged up, my vision blurred and I felt so high, like I was in a different time and space. The pain got worse with every second. I did my best not to drool, that would make the suffering worse later. I almost tapped out at four minutes but I made it that far, what was one more minute? That minute was awful. As soon as that five minute mark passed, that sucker was out of my mouth. At first, I didn't do anything. The mini seizure my face was having discracted me. But then suddenly the pain in my mouth punched me. I was so tired of dairy that I tried one of those mocha things that you buy and stick in the fridge. Actually helped for a bit but it was still too rich for my still sensitive stomach. Instead, I opted for that half of a tub of ice cream in the freezer.
Folks, I'm still feeling the burn in my face. Feels like the roof of my mouth is bleeding.
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scenessystem · 8 years ago
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Peter Had such a horrible flashback earlier that we started crying. On top of the excutiating pain ive been in from EDS/fibro. Ive been on the verge of tears half the day from the pain. And peter and alice have been cycling in out of the front making everything blurry. And the shadow people have been hanging around also. Derky has been managing to keep us together but its just hard.
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