who are you when you aren't performing? can you sit still, comfortably, in your skin? or does the beating of your own heart make your head ache?

Mutuals who I have hardly spoken with but we instead communicate through silently liking and reblogging each other's posts... I hope you're all having a lovely day ✨

i love a good kisser like wow can we do that again and again and again

Hug me until I smell like you

my biggest kink is being liked and wanted

over here we like it passionate

good morning babygirl are you ready for todays horrors

no babe i find your strange and creepy and perverted vibe to be very cute actually

god i need something so bad. but what is it

Son, your mother and I are unfollowing each other

Jen Mazza, Tightening its lusts, 2005, oil on linen, 8.25 x 6.25 inches