That And Other Colors For Femme Gays, Totally Not Me At All

“I missed you” while forcing myself inside. I missed your whines and pleas. I missed the way you try so desperately to push me off. I missed how still you stay when you realize I’m not stopping. I missed your legs locking around me when you finally remember who owns you; me.

I still can't bring myself to delete your number or your photos. You lie archived, both in my memory and my phone. I don't love you and I know you were toxic but the memory of you in the past is stronger than the harm you brought

if i delete your pictures out my phone you a special type of dead to me

In love and it Hurts

When someone doesn’t want you, you automatically think that it’s you. You question what someone else may have that you don’t. What have they done that you won’t? It’s a sickening process. To love someone unreciprocated is heartbreaking. Every hour of the day they cross your mind. You want to update them on every little detail throughout your day. With hopes that they will care. You want them to show complete interest in your daily well-being. It may not be likely. You know that. You still care. You justify every action they take in attempt to push you away. You feel deeply that if you just show them a little more love and attention they will finally come to their senses and appreciate you in return. The thought is nice. But they are hopes. With this love you are not realistic. With this love you look for the silver lining. Deep down you know, there will never be one. 

i wish I could fuck your mouth, and feel it, see your eyes tearing up and hearing your delicious whines and moans as I push your head down into my strap by your hair. using my foot to let you grind on me, such a pretty mess for me aren't you? you're a such a good, sweet slut for me, right darling?

Save a horse, ride a sub boy until he cries instead.

amazing guys, gay sex for the win, Sher(lock) Holmes would be proud

Rule

PSA: Please teach your partner how to choke properly if you’re into that kind of thing.

The point of choking is not to crush the oesophagus, but rather to put light pressure on the carotid arteries to stop oxygen circulation to the brain. So tops, please create a V shape with your hands, which allows the fleshy part of the palm to rest against the oesophagus without causing any obstruction to the windpipe, and press down on the arteries. It’s not about stopping your bottom from breathing completely, but making them lightheaded.

This is very, very important!

Also, please don’t attempt any choking whilst under the influence because your better judgement may be impaired and you can cause some serious damage.

Choking is serious business, if you’re going to engage in it, please be sure to practise it properly and in a safe manner!

there is a just something about wrapping your arms around a big strong man from behind and stroking his dick just like that. feeling his muscles shift against your chest, his little shudders and involuntary hip movements. the way his chin tucks against his chest so he can watch your hands work, the way a hand of his own comes back to grab blindly at any bit of you he can reach. not being able to see well yourself because he’s just so much bigger than you, but knowing the exact moment when he’s going to cum from the way he whines and his body tightens and his hips buck, then feeling it spill warm and gooey all over your fist <3

I'll let hell freeze over before I miss the warmth of you in my arms