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You meant 'Bolt' I think you meant 'Bolt'.
of course, Bolt at first <3
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sorry for all the heavy posts lately :} i’d love for this blog to feel more like a happy place… if only my life cooperated lol..
I cry writing this because I can’t handle this anymore, I can’t take my life anymore, I have no one to confide in and it’s been going on forever, every time I see my cousins’ mothers for example, I think in my head “what I would give to have a mother like that” and this has been the case since I was little until now.. my mother has never been there since I was little, she works in her crappy bar which matters more to her than me, I hate everyone there, she never takes care of me and never listened to me and the only time she’s around is to put me down and tell me what a bad person I am, I matter so little to her, when I was little, I must have been between 10 and 12 max, I had come to her bar because there was a fair like every summer in my village and her bar is right next to it, and I was there playing on my Nintendo and then a really weird man who was obviously drunk said disgusting things to me and made disgusting remarks about me (you get the idea I think) basically a gross pervert and I was a child.. and since my mother did nothing to defend me I got angry and threw a pile of coasters in his face lol.. after that he dared to say something harsh like “I like it when you get angry like a bitch” this guy was really sick. after that I got scared so I hid in a back room with pool tables and he followed me and I was traumatized and my mother did nothing and ever since I was little she never listened to me, the few times I tried to confide in her she blamed me and put me down so ever since I was little I’ve completely shut down, she never defended or protected me, when my father was around, my father beat me, did horrible things to me and she never defended me even though when they were still together I would put myself between him and her so he wouldn’t hurt her.. when I tried to talk about the sexual abuse I went through, no one listened to me and I was called a liar, even my older brother called me a liar.. even though I kept this for years.. I really can’t take it anymore, oh and if I told you what happened almost 1 year ago now and it was the biggest realization that I would never have the loving, attentive mom that others have… but it’s so horrible wow….
I hate my “mother” I hate my “father” I wish I could have a different mother and a different father, life is unfair
i know we’ve never talked, but your posts are so comforting for me. thank you
Ohhh this might be one of the sweetest things anyone’s said to me and it genuinely makes me happy to know my posts can be comforting in some way :´) take care of yourself wherever you are, sweet soul <3
When I was little I became very religious. It started around age 11/12, right in the middle of the period when I was living through abuse and things were a mess with my mother and my father. I was completely alone not just at home, but at school too. I had no friends and other kids sometimes made fun of me because I was alone and too shy. I had no one to talk to, not even my older brother, so I took God as my confidant and I thought religion would “save” me. Then from age 12 to 18 I believed with all my heart and I practiced, and at first it helped when I was falling apart, it gave me somewhere to open up. But now that my life is still awful and getting worse and I feel completely trapped, nothing is like it used to be. I’ve lost all my faith. At first I was the kind of naive person who when I was suffering, would tell myself it was a trial from God, that God was testing me because he loved me. I heard that a lot around me, and also that God tests good people BUT I’M NOT A GOOD PERSON
So why is he doing this to me? If God really exists, then why me ? Why do I have to live a life like this when I never asked for any of it and I’m not even a good person, so why?? I gave myself over to him when I was little, for 10 years I gave myself over to God. I made sacrifices, I set passions aside for religion, but in the end I’m still suffering just as much, if not more. Oh yes, even worse, actually, because now I’m trapped and I’ve come to miss the time when my father was still around. I made so many sacrifices, I thought all the hell I’d been living since I was little would eventually stop, thanks to God, but in the end I fell into a vicious cycle and now I’m a prisoner and I’m suffering so much, and no one can know how much I’m suffering inside. Sometimes I miss the time when I was still innocent, when I thought God would come help me. Sometimes I’m glad I opened my eyes

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Just desire a petite French gal with broken English, know of one?
I have no idea
are you polish?
Noo i’m not but it’s one of the origins people guess for me the most :')
i saw your post about feeling like freedom is something you'll never have and i just want to say:
i really hope you find it... i thought the same - that i'd never have it - but eventually, somehow, the opportunity came and i took it. even though it meant becoming homeless with my cat, it was my only way to get out and it was really hard (they weren't just gonna "let me leave" without issues lol...) but i had to do it or die living in that house because i was going to attempt again. and even the fear of the unknown was a lot less crippling than the unavoidable hopelessness and despair that would come from staying there. so, for your sake, i really hope you get that opportunity to leave sooner than later.
and when you do, even though it seems scary because freedom comes with a whole lot of decisions you were never allowed to make, things you have to figure out... despite all that, remind yourself that it's that or stay stuck forever. dont let that fear turn you away from your chances to get away. that's what they want you to do which is why they don't let you decide anything for yourself. now it would seem so overwhelming that you would feel like you couldn't leave if you wanted to. like you could never figure it out on your own or dont even know where to start.
it may be new uncharted territory for you but it's not as scary as staying with your abusers for the rest of your life, wondering when you'll be hurt next, regardless of it being physically or not. and feeling like you're trapped when you know you deserve so much more. im so sorry about the cards you were dealt but i guess all we can really do at this point is try to make the best of it that we can. but that can only ever happen once we're out of those situations, because they'll never let you grow or become stable or happy as long as you're there.
but i really do believe in you, angel. i hate how much your story sounds similar to my own because i know how much you're hurting and im sure that so many times it feels immeasurable and indescribable. but we're all here for you - and when you leave, a support system is a must. for most of us on here, our lifeline is obviously the people here. we may be online but we'll still be here and we support each other through the worst times, our lowest points. and are often more trustworthy than the shitty people in our daily lives anyways.
i cannot emphasize this enough but you're such a kind and sweet soul who deserves so much more love and freedom than life has given you so far. and i hate it, but i also cant wait for you to find your way out of there and it'll make freedom that much sweeter. hang in there, angel. as long as you can. we love you and we're here for you. you have a whole family on here cheering behind you, rooting for you, waiting for the day you can finally break free. because we know you can. and we know you'll love being able to stretch your wings and choose your own path for yourself. so many opportunities and choices youve wanted to make and you finally have the option to.
side note: and yes, i still have my cat and we've since added a new cat to our family, a few years back. :) so it's the three of us against the world lol
This is one of the most touching things anyone has ever sent me in my whole life and it hit me so hard that my throat tightened and tears just started coming, I had to hide so I could cry and I kept rereading it again and again and the tears kept coming..
I’m torn between so much sadness knowing you were in a similar situation too, you must have felt so alone and misunderstood in those moments and it breaks my heart that so many of us go through this, even more than we think, I really believe that
Living while feeling abused and then misunderstood by everyone, even the people who were supposed to protect us, feeling like the whole world is against you and wondering why everything turned out this way, it’s so suffocating and trapping
Another part of me is filled with joy and relief that you managed to leave despite all the fear, the sacrifices and everything it took, you didn’t deserve what they put you through, you deserved so much better and I’m so proud you got out and fought for a better future even if the beginning was scary and hard, and I’m glad you had your little cats with you, they must be adorable <3 I’m sure they’re happy with you, you seem like such a gentle soul, I’m still so sad they were so unfair to you ..
I’m rambling but it feels good to feel even a little understood when the rest of life never was, I wish things had been different for me, a lot different honestly, I would have loved to have a loving family and parents who actually protected me and loved me like other parents do, I’ve lost count of all the things I wish I could have experienced and all the things I wish I’d never known
I hate how my life turned out growing up and what makes me saddest is that I was so close to finally being free, I was 17 and everything could have changed but it all went wrong and I blame myself so much
Anyway I’m rambling again there’s so much to say, I grew up being abused by an extremely violent and controlling father and a mother who was almost never there and did nothing to protect me, I had a bit of luck in my suffering though because we lived in an isolated house with a huge beautiful garden and a stream running through it, I could play there and imagine all kinds of stories and adventures in my head, I’ve always been very curious but I think it was amplified because I was escaping my reality through imagination and I still do it now, it’s part of me I guess
I’m still grateful I had that garden and the forest even through everything, it was basically the only place I was allowed to go, I was forbidden from playing in the village like the other kids even as a teenager so I played almost entirely alone my whole life and escaped with video games, fantasy movies and books
Right now I think I’m living through the hardest and most horrible thing I’ve ever experienced.. if I had to describe it it’s like I’m in a cage full of little holes and I’m filled with glitter, that glitter is all my whimsical side, all my dreams, all the wild things I want to do, and the glitter tries to get out but it can’t all escape so I only get little splashes, I have to hold back from being myself, like even when I manage to go out in the evening they still watch me and I can’t stay out as late as I want even though I love the night, I just want to be alone, sleep outside, walk through fields, look at the stars, run with the wind in my hair, jump out the window just like when I was 17 and do whatever I felt like, sometimes I miss when I still had hope that things would change, now I can’t do any of those things and it breaks me because I see time passing and other people living their lives while I’m still stuck
I have poop stuck in my butt hair
Glamour
What's your favorite photo? The one who you carry in your phone for years?
a photo of the moon

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hai hai!
Bolt is absolutely adorable!
Bolt says thank you :)
Soon your wings will heal and you'll be able to break free.
that’s a beautiful thing to say, sadly I don’t think freedom is something I’ll ever really have