Mfhoe

this is something i’ve always thought about

god i'm so tired of everybody's bad faith interpretations of everything. where's the trust. where's the forgiveness. where's the understanding that most things are complex and most people have many layers. and like the black eyed peas once said. where is the love

let him cream in me while we tongue kiss

omg. it’s late and i’m fantasizing about my husband’s dick all over again. i-iiii really need to stop obsessing all over it. ew, i’m such a whore. but wait, wait.

i’m 24 and i have a husband (yes. we’re young)

I saw a 21 year old on here casually talk about "my husband" YOUR WHAT?? Girl if you don't go divorce that man

i don’t complain about my life. i just keep it all to myself, secrets and pent up rage deep inside of me

for someone who complains so much about my life, I sure don't do much to change it (the fear of the unknown paralyzes me).