spankings from a blue collar butch with calloused hands so u know that shit hurts

i love turning off lights. no need for all that

Kind reminder that a degree will not get up one day and leave you, cheat on you, cut your funds, disrespect you or assault you. A degree will be worth a thousand sleepless nights and rivers of tears, because in the end it does matter more than anything else. A degree will make you an independent and undefeated woman, so stop belittling the importance of education nowadays. Every woman who studies is a woman who is ensuring a greater future for all women.

Butch as in ‘I want you to make me a dad’. I’m serious about making this life with you. I want to take care of you, and soothe your worries, and heal whatever hollow and aching thing is inside of you. I’m fucking you because I love you, because you know I do, and I know what I’m doing. I want you to tell me I’m a good husband and a good man while I feed you every inch. I want you to tell me that you love the way I provide for you, how I always know what my girl needs. I’ll hold you open and find that angle you love, and I’ll give you one, two, three, just like that, one hand on your clit and the other holding you by your jaw. I want you to rip the seams of my shirt by how you’re white knuckling the fabric. I want you to cry into my shoulder as I coax you through each wave. I want to kiss your head while I slow down, leave bruises under my fingers when I speed up again. And I want to earn it. I want you to beg me to cum inside, to make you full and totally mine. I want to do it knowing you have a list of baby names in your notes app, knowing that it’s what you want as badly as I do, knowing that you’ve chosen me for it. Tell me I’ll be a good dad, that you’ve wanted this for years, that you can’t stand waiting any longer. And let me do it again, and again, and again.

I love making a pretty girl talk to me when I’m deep inside her, hitting every spot I know makes her mind go fuzzy. I want to hear her tell me how much she likes it, how badly she needed this—needed me. I want her to tell me how close she is, how if I don’t stop, she’s going to make a mess all over me. I want to hear every word, every desperate little confession, while I remind her exactly who’s making her feel this way.

religion is so fucking funny the world is just too beautiful there must be a higher entity behind all this. lets oppress women

i’m not controlled by a calendar, happy pride month everybody i love you all

having unwashed hair will have you believing shit like i can’t be saved

me currently