May 31, 2019
Inside said burger 🍔 🤤 #goingdeep #insides #cutopen #cutup #turkeyburger (at Middleton, Greater Manchester) https://www.instagram.com/p/ByIrzsBlWJq/?igshid=19koed0r8v31c
Loading...
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from Bulgaria
seen from United States
seen from Maldives
seen from Maldives
seen from Maldives
seen from Yemen
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from T1
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Egypt
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Canada
seen from Australia
Inside said burger 🍔 🤤 #goingdeep #insides #cutopen #cutup #turkeyburger (at Middleton, Greater Manchester) https://www.instagram.com/p/ByIrzsBlWJq/?igshid=19koed0r8v31c
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Not Enough Of One
What to do when you sit as a reflection to so many intersections of the queer community that you're a mirror for everything, everyone. I'm the mirror. No one can see me, I'm behind their reflection. No one can see me because I remind them of their needs, their identity, their political position or positions, their lines to defend. What to do when you're a Fatigued, Anxious, Depressed, Hairy, Gender Queer, Tranny, Faggot, Cunt. What to do when you're privileged by the support of the the community, to achieve something impossible. Something that makes you finally whole. Finally comfortable to be a comfortable sexual queer after so many years of performing comfort in you're body, in you're bed. Only to find another hole. Now I'm a mirror and a hole. Finally whole but cut open and rejected because I'm a little of everyone but not enough of one.
Battle Scars
"These battle scars don’t look like their fading, don’t like they’re ever going away, they ain’t every gonna change, these battle scars" -Lupe Fiasco
I accidentally scratched my scab today, One I thought had healed a long time ago, and it started bleeding. Profusely. I grabbed a tissue, trying to make the bleeding stop, confused and also annoyed. I thought this had healed, how did one scratch cut me open again so badly? I laughed to myself a little after, because it made me think of you. You’ve left the biggest scars, ones I thought had healed a long time ago. But every time I see your smile, hear your laugh, touch your skin, it comes rushing back, like blood overflowing, and I almost hate myself for getting close enough to open that wound again.
"You hope the wound heals but it never does..that’s because you are at war with love"
So I tell myself, better stop scratching then…and hope for the best.
-SarahinWonderland-