Boys When They’re Cozy…. Boys In Oversized Sweatshirts… Boys With Their Glasses On Instead Of Contacts

Don’t a let a little thing like being a boy keep you from being a girl

I think its really awesome that some people's life experiences and trauma and stuff makes them want to beat the shit out of other people and for some people it makes them want to get the shit beaten out of them. and they can have sex about it

he should pull me into a kiss by my shirt. he should pull needily on my tie as we make out. he should look me in my eyes and unbutton my shirt slowly. he should

If your in your room touching yourself, keep going and Reblog this little tumblr whore

when they ask what my future plans are but I can’t say move out west and start a duck farm where I live off the grid with my transgender husband and our 3 cats who we treat like children. And live in a house filled head to toe full of my husband and I’s artwork, memories and weird knickknacks. and every night we cook together and dance in the kitchen under the soft oven light.

So i just say “oh i don’t know maybe college?”

manhandling >>>

like, getting manhandled onto his lap to makeout better

getting pulled closer via hips/waist because i was too far for him </3

getting grabbed and manhandled onto a surface bc he got impatient that i took too long

manhandling n grabbing my face to properly kiss him </3

saying "fuck this shit" and getting manhandled to be pinned and devoured

just, MANHANDLING

Want to be on my knees at their feet while they teach me how to properly suck cock. Want them to guide my head and whisper little encouragements, telling me what feels good, holding my head still as they cum down my throat

backshots this, backshots that, i would like to be taken out back and shot

making out with him in a disgusting bathroom stall at a show. its my first punk show and he was so cocky i'd be the one who's a mess, but he completely switches up when he sees my split lip dripping blood and me covered in sweat. pinning him against the wall and unbuckling his pants so i can jerk him off while kissing him. the blood from my busted lip getting all over his mouth, kissing down to his neck so i can mark up his skin. making fun of him for how much he's already leaking and smiling into the kiss when he whimpers, his knees start getting weak, and he's humping into my hand for some release.

inside you there are two wolves

one is horny and the other is hornier