Imagine One Day Walking Through Nature Then Suddenly The Hill Bursts Out Like This.

A woman’s place in the world is beneath a man with his cock in her mouth. Reblog if you agree.

Reblog if you talk to yourself.

So old timey gangsters are evil?

I think probably one of the most underrated, and hottest, ways of dominating someone is to completely violate any form of personal space. Insert yourself into EVERY setting.

Out with friends? You’re either with the group accompany her, or you’re off to the side being discreet but sending texts to make sure SHE knows you’re there.

Bathroom trips? Never alone anymore. Public bathrooms? Follow her like you own the place. No space is safe for her from you. You ARE her space, imprint upon her subconscious that if you’re not around, she’s anxious and upset and she NEEDS to find you.

What you do with her in those spaces is your business, but never let her be alone, fill her entire world with YOU until she can’t distinguish between the two.

I don’t share often, but I share quality

I hate being followed by bots & seeing them all over tumblr. Reblog this so we can find more of each other

Because honestly, who didn't want to know that

Wholeheartedly agree.

I don’t get help because I am the helper.

I’m sure I’m not the only person who can relate to this. You’re the friend who helps everyone, gives them advice when they need it, tells them they’re perfect when they feel ugly, and help them with their relationships even though you’ve never been in one yourself. But then the time comes around for you to be sad, for you to need help, and they’re not there to give it. Sure, sometimes you may not tell people you need help when you need it, but when you do tell everyone just ignores the fact and continues on with their lives like you don’t matter. And then the next day they come to you for more help.

I’ve gotten to the point where I don’t even care if I get their help or not. I wouldn’t even know what to do if they did offer help, I’ve never been on the other side of the relationship and I would feel out of place if I was. I’ve become better at dealing with my feelings and problems myself rather than telling anyone or even anything.

Precious, I need me one, maybe 12

hehe me~♥︎