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once again a promising erotic story ruins the sexiness by concentrating on sex, the least sexy part of sex.

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seems about right

tag game!

Your last emojis are your gender

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@erikaskblog @fymo-blogs

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I have tried to mentally cast a “flash heal” to cure a cough after a 18+ hour wow session.

I just want y’all to know that one time during lockdown I played a lot of Minecraft because I had nothing better to do and then later I was going to go into my room after a shower so I could go back to being a hermit but it was dark so I just thought “oop, can’t go in there, there’ll be skeletons spawning there and they’ll shoot at me”

And for LIKE FIVE WHOLE SECONDS I didn’t question it and I just turned on the lights and walked out into the living room to wait it out, just thankful I had my pajamas on already so I didn’t have to fight off the shooty skeletons in my dark closet where there might be some creepers too

And then all of a sudden I was like “Wait what the frig skeletons aren’t real” and then just went back into my room

And I think about that a lot. So if ANY OF YOU dare to think that I have any more than three and a half braincells on a really good day, just please remember this and know that you are sorely mistaken

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“Make their heart blossom with the prick

Of a tender kiss that blood stains.”

— “La Parade”, Jean Genet (1948)

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The fact that I can't be both a. psychologically stable and b. sexually active makes me think that, maybe, there's an inherent “madness” to sexuality.

Or, at least, to my own conception of it.

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hmm

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I will, unfortunately, never be able to read every book in every language, or listen to every album ever made, and that's okay: the simple desire to do so is enough to keep me alive. I define “being alive” as being in a constant chase for happiness and for new, positive experiences. That’s what gives me a lust for life.

the world is a bad place to live in but atleast the sun is shining, music is free, i can make myself a cup of coffee whenever i want and there's so much to read, watch, create, love and learn so i think it'll be okay

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Martin van Maële (1863-1926) - The Fall of the House of Usher

from the book 'Dix contes d’Edgar Poë', 1912

engraved by Eugène Dété

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loving someone so much my brain starts writing lovey-dovey poetry whenever I look at their general direction

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