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Sep 2, 2014 / 26,967 notes

littlesugarcunt:

Do u ever see girls and ur just like GODDAMN I WOULD KISS THE SHIT OUT OF ur cheek maybe with ur permission and possibly hold ur hand and treat u with the utmost respect bc the universe must have spent a hundred years creating such a lovely being wow

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kushandwizdom:

Teen quotes
Jul 19, 2014 / 5,518 notes
A year ago we stayed up till 3 am talking
And today I don’t know how to even say hey
Jul 19, 2014 / 288,512 notes
ilovewomenxxx:

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Jul 18, 2014 / 106 notes

ilovewomenxxx:

FOLLOW R - - - -> MUSIC BLOG | 1Up Records

Sunglasses | Cool Tees | & more - - -> 21-Shades.com Chanel, Burberry . .

Spitfire | on iTunes - - - > “No Introduction"

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Jul 18, 2014 / 3,895 notes

One: Buy condoms. Buy them and keep them with you at all times, and use them before you are asked to use them. And use them every time. The peace of mind you allow your partner will free her to be vulnerable with you, and that, my son, is exactly what sex is about. Condoms are sexy. In fact, call buying condoms foreplay.
(Footnote: If you are too embarrassed to buy condoms, you are not ready to have sex.)

Two: Kissing is not merely foreplay. Spend entire evenings making out on the couch while fully clothed. Believe me, dry-humping rocks.

Three: Sex is not just about friction. It’s about emotion. Stop trying to find her clitoris and find her heart. Because then she’ll help you find her clitoris.

Four: If you really wanna know how to please a woman, ask her how she masturbates. Then do that. A lot. If she claims she doesn’t masturbate, offer to take her shopping for a vibrator so you can both learn the vocabulary of her body together.

Five: Don’t put anything in her butthole you wouldn’t want in your own.
(Footnote: Try a pinky finger, it’s kinda awesome.)

Six: When you go down on her—and you will go down on her, and if you are my son, you will be amazing at it—tell her how good she tastes. Stop in the middle and kiss her deeply so she knows how good she tastes. Do the same when she goes down on you.

Seven: A simple Google search will yield 1,327 euphemisms for male masturbation, yet only 23 for female masturbation. If guys spent less time jacking off and more time jilling off, this world would be a happier place.

Eight: Everything you need to know about the importance of the clitoris is in the movie Star Wars. You are Luke Skywalker piloting your penis-shaped X-Wing Fighter deep inside her trench. Remember: seventy percent of all Death Stars cannot be blown up through penetration of the trench alone. It must be through focused contact with that little exhaust port at the top of the trench. Otherwise, any explosions you experience will be merely Hollywood special effects.

Nine: Just because you come doesn’t mean she has, so don’t you dare come before her. Focus completely on your partner. Don’t worry about gettin’ yours, you’re a guy. You always get yours. Your job is to make sure she’s gettin’ hers.

Ten: If sex with your partner lasts no longer than this poem, you are not making love. You are masturbating with her body instead of your hand. Shame on you. Go back to step one. You’ve got a lot of learning to do.
Love, Dad.

Big Poppa E., “How To Make Love” (via kushandwizdom)
Jul 18, 2014 / 14,717 notes
Jul 17, 2014 / 108 notes

tearsfourwater:

Pain does relax in its levels of intensity after a while.

It is much like an echo, each recurrent cry much further than the last, much more out of reach than within your grasp.

Hold on to that.

Jul 17, 2014 / 77 notes

tearsfourwater:

I never needed a reason to love you.
Not one.

Jul 17, 2014 / 123 notes

tearsfourwater:

Nobody will ever know you
In the ways that I know you
Still I want to get to know you
A little bit more everyday.

Jul 17, 2014 / 60 notes

tearsfourwater:

You are more beautiful than anything I could ever say..
You are soft.
You are timid.
I walk next to you, your footprints etched in the sand left behind us.

I just want to hold your hand.