Everyone should anonymously send me secrets.
I won’t respond. I’ll just publish them.
(Source: allmymetaphors)
and time is not poison
but once you drink it all you’ll die
so let’s just sip it real slow
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain.
All you have to do is go to this link and like the picture in facebook. Send me a message to my tumblr with your name and you are all set I will make promo lists of 10 people each!!! Its just to win a contest so help me and I will help you!
Gosh i went in to have a shower and in the shower there was a ketchup. o_O And ketchup is not a metaphor of anything, there was a family sized ketchup bottle, in the shower. Bye.
Sex is not a goddamn performance.
Sex should feel as natural as drinking water.
It should not require confidence.
Sex should happen, because the moment is ripe.
Ripening lips, ripening labia, ripening cock, ripening pupils, ripening state of being. Ripe and augmented and brimming. Your energy…
are you a traffic sign because stop
