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You’re the most fake cuntcicle to walk this planet.

I swear I did not just spend over $40 ordering cheese from Wisconsin. 

dark-wood-of-error:

octopus-testicles:

Excited to start hooping! Forreal. I could throw up rainbows.

That is exactly how I felt too XD have fun and good luck! YouTube is a great place to look for tutorials. I like SaFire personally but there are other great people on there too.

I have definitely been scouring YouTube, already! Thanks for the recommendation. :)

Excited to start hooping! Forreal. I could throw up rainbows.

You told me you like my mouth. You want to kiss me.

My mouth is a wound and you
want to kiss me.

But you’re like
that: You want to go
leaping over cliffs–
you want to go
drinking poison
and then write pretty poems about it–
and all I want to do is
fuck you.
Daphne Gottlieb, from Why Things Burn (via uglypoem)

(Source: frenchtwist, via kisstrel)

You’re the most fake cuntcicle to walk this planet.

I swear I did not just spend over $40 ordering cheese from Wisconsin. 

dark-wood-of-error:

octopus-testicles:

Excited to start hooping! Forreal. I could throw up rainbows.

That is exactly how I felt too XD have fun and good luck! YouTube is a great place to look for tutorials. I like SaFire personally but there are other great people on there too.

I have definitely been scouring YouTube, already! Thanks for the recommendation. :)

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happeninqs:

I follow back fashion blogs

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I follow back fashion blogs

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Excited to start hooping! Forreal. I could throw up rainbows.

You told me you like my mouth. You want to kiss me.

My mouth is a wound and you
want to kiss me.

But you’re like
that: You want to go
leaping over cliffs–
you want to go
drinking poison
and then write pretty poems about it–
and all I want to do is
fuck you.
Daphne Gottlieb, from Why Things Burn (via uglypoem)

(Source: frenchtwist, via kisstrel)

"You told me you like my mouth. You want to kiss me.

My mouth is a wound and you
want to kiss me.

But you’re like
that: You want to go
leaping over cliffs–
you want to go
drinking poison
and then write pretty poems about it–
and all I want to do is
fuck you."

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