I just want to be your favorite bad girl
I just want to be your favorite bad girl
2020-11-24 16:05:42 +0000 UTC View PostI just want to be your favorite bad girl
2020-11-24 16:05:42 +0000 UTC View PostSomeone requested a doggie pic?
2020-11-24 02:52:17 +0000 UTC View PostHappy MeMe Monday!!! Disney Memessssss Foreverrrrr
2020-11-23 23:37:49 +0000 UTC View PostShowing you where you should put your dick
2020-11-23 16:03:23 +0000 UTC View PostSitting around thinking about how good your dick would feel inside me right now
2020-11-22 20:18:25 +0000 UTC View PostI’m going to tell you exactly what I want 😈
2020-11-22 16:03:07 +0000 UTC View PostPretty sure I saw the neighbors peeking over the fence 👀
2020-11-21 19:52:56 +0000 UTC View PostI know you want to come smack this FAT ass
2020-11-21 16:03:48 +0000 UTC View PostIf she doesn’t scare you, no evil thing will.
2020-11-20 16:04:31 +0000 UTC View PostShika came in to join in the fun 🐕
2020-11-20 12:27:08 +0000 UTC View PostDo I have any sculpters in the house? Looking to sit for someone 9 hours a day for 6 months so you can chisel me a statue. Plz & Thnx
2020-11-19 23:41:39 +0000 UTC View PostDo you like the lighter photos better or the dark & angsty Dahlia?
2020-11-18 23:35:50 +0000 UTC View PostBundling up with my beautiful boy Dango today 🐕💕
2020-11-18 18:06:20 +0000 UTC View PostWill you prick me with your thorn?
2020-11-18 16:04:54 +0000 UTC View PostPersephone the Wanderer Louise Glück - 1943- In the first version, Persephone is taken from her mother and the goddess of the earth punishes the earth—this is consistent with what we know of human behavior, that human beings take profound satisfaction in doing harm, particularly un conscious harm: we may call this negative creation. Persephone's initial sojourn in hell continues to be pawed over by scholars who dispute the sensations of the virgin: did she cooperate in her r______, or was she drugged, violated against her will, as happens so often now to modern girls. As is well known, the return of the beloved does not correct the loss of the beloved: Persephone returns home stained with red juice like a character in Hawthorne— I am not certain I will keep this word: is earth "home" to Persephone? Is she at home, conceivably, in the bed of the god? Is she at home nowhere? Is she a born wanderer, in other words an existential replica of her own mother, less hamstrung by ideas of causality? You are allowed to like no one, you know. The characters are not people. They are aspects of a dilemma or conflict. Three parts: just as the soul is divided, ego, superego, id. Likewise the three levels of the known world, a kind of diagram that separates heaven from earth from hell. You must ask yourself: where is it snowing? White of forgetfulness, of desecration— It is snowing on earth; the cold wind says Persephone is having sex in hell. Unlike the rest of us, she doesn't know what winter is, only that she is what causes it. She is lying in the bed of Hades. What is in her mind? Is she afraid? Has something blotted out the idea of mind? She does know the earth is run by mothers, this much is certain. She also knows she is not what is called a girl any longer. Regarding incarceration, she believes she has been a prisoner since she has been a daughter. The terrible reunions in store for her will take up the rest of her life. When the passion for expiation is chronic, fierce, you do not choose the way you live. You do not live; you are not allowed to die. You drift between earth and death which seem, finally, strangely alike. Scholars tell us that there is no point in knowing what you want when the forces contending over you could kill you. White of forgetfulness, white of safety— They say there is a rift in the human soul which was not constructed to belong entirely to life. Earth asks us to deny this rift, a threat disguised as suggestion— as we have seen in the tale of Persephone which should be read as an argument between the mother and the lover— the daughter is just meat. When death confronts her, she has never seen the meadow without the daisies. Suddenly she is no longer singing her maidenly songs about her mother's beauty and fecundity. Where the rift is, the break is. Song of the earth, song of the mythic vision of eternal life— My soul shattered with the strain of trying to belong to earth— What will you do, when it is your turn in the field with the god?
2020-11-17 22:59:14 +0000 UTC View PostA flirty, fun, and playful little nymph just for you 🧚♂️ ✨
2020-11-17 16:05:23 +0000 UTC View PostNovember is just gonna be Disney Meme Month. Hope you're prepared.
2020-11-16 23:36:14 +0000 UTC View PostSlide it to the side and hit it from the back
2020-11-16 22:31:37 +0000 UTC View PostThe pain that grips you The fear that binds you Releases life in me In our mutual Shame we hide our eyes To blind them from the truth That finds a way from who we are Please don't be afraid When the darkness fades away The dawn will break the silence Screaming in our hearts My love for you still grows This I do for you Before I try to fight the truth my final time "We're supposed to try and be real. And I feel alone, and we're not together. And that is real." Can't wash it all away Can't wish it all away Can't cry it all away Can't scratch it all away
2020-11-15 22:21:47 +0000 UTC View PostCome and see just how magical my body can be.
2020-11-15 16:06:17 +0000 UTC View PostYou seem to have me confused with some warm blooded damsel in distress -Poison Ivy
2020-11-14 16:06:40 +0000 UTC View PostCould you resist? I really hope you can’t 😬
2020-11-14 13:05:06 +0000 UTC View PostI look like I should be on the cover of a trashy vampire romance novel and i loveeee it
2020-11-13 22:22:51 +0000 UTC View PostI’ve been known to make hard things grow 🌱
2020-11-13 16:06:44 +0000 UTC View Post“Money bought freedom; without it one could never be free.” ― Jacqueline Susann, Valley of the Dolls Tip me if you want me to be a free woman!
2020-11-12 22:08:33 +0000 UTC View Post