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metallikato:

generallegendary:

metallikato:

jewelstaites:

how to give a good handjob

  • bop it
  • pull it
  • twist it
  • harder
  • better
  • faster
  • stronger 

You pull your left hand in
You pull your left hand out
You pull your left hand in
And you shake it all about!

Cha cha real smooth

none of you ever touch a penis

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missmoodyblue:

ALL THE GOALS. ALL THE INSPO. HAIL ROMANCE WAS BORN.

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derpderpderp:

bodypartss:

praedictum-impaver:

 Laverie Vallee (July 18, 1875 – February 6, 1949), best known by her stage name Charmion, was a Sacramento born trapeze artist who possessed strength and a physique most men would be envious of. However, she was most well known for her risqué striptease performances.

The act opened with Charmion taking the stage in full Victorian attire. She would then mount the trapeze and proceed to undress to her leotard while performing impressive and strength-dependent stunts. The act was incredibly impressive and provocative for the era. However, the controversy created by her performances did not prevent the formulation of a devoted, and mostly male, fan base.

One of her greatest fans was Thomas Edison. As a result of that adoration, on November 11, 1901 Charmion committed a simplified version of her act to film for Edison. The film, simply entitled ‘Trapeze Disrobing Act’ focused more on the erotic aspect of the performance, though a few remarkable feats of strength are featured.

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fucking hero

She’s so beautiful ;~;

(Source: mormolyce)

disgustinghuman:

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wow kelvin, you’re really gonna have to step it up now.

disgustinghuman:

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wow kelvin, you’re really gonna have to step it up now.

(Source: kawaii-hayami, via ero-hime)

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i love lipstick. i want to write an essay about the politics of lipstick. i like lipstick that’s deep, deep red. i like lipstick that’s purple, lipstick that’s black and dark for when i want to dress up my melancholy. i like sharing lipstick with sisters. and i laugh at boys that think i wear lipstick for them to notice, i laugh, lipstick is an art you can’t ever understand. from picking out a color, testing it on the inside of my wrist, pursing my lips during the application of it. i like when i kiss a baby and leave lipstick on their cheek, when you hug someone and leave lipstick on their shirt, when it gets on your teeth and you use your tongue to get it off, when you sleep in lipstick and wake up with it on your pillow case. in 1997 mama left for ethiopia to see her mama for the first time in 12 years. i was six and i cried the entire way home from the airport. and when we came home there on the kitchen table was the teacup mama had been drinking out of. at the bottom a sip of tea and black cardamom seeds. and there on the rim of the cup the lipstick imprint of my mama’s kiss.

sunsetsandserotonin:

stardusted:

redbusneedstoleave:

missmurrka:

Boy records interview with his future self in 1992 and has a conversation with himself in 2012

I expected to watch this and shed a nostalgic tear, instead I cried tears of laughter.

i watched this like five times yesterday because its amazing

this is pretty hilarious lmao

wait how did he film this is

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disgustinghuman:

i don’t understand how people can walk around with all the things they need in a day in their pockets and always wearing my backpack looks silly with some outfits (imagine me at a bar wearing a dress and stripper heels… with a jansport backpack) and i don’t like most purses and even still most of my outfits don’t have pockets so basically what i’m saying is i wish i could store things in my vagina

tatsdesign:

Illustration: Koyori (koyori.org)

tatsdesign:

Illustration: Koyori (koyori.org)

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audrey-lacrouix:

Rie’s bento du jour (very high in calories today)

audrey-lacrouix:

Rie’s bento du jour (very high in calories today)

(Source: Rie's Bento and Cooking, via littlepantsudreams)

Your daughter’s face is a small riot,
her hands are a civil war,
a refugee camp behind each ear,
a body littered with ugly things,

but God,
doesn’t she wear
the world well.

Warsan Shire, from Ugly (via the-final-sentence)

(Source: weissewiese, via the-final-sentence)