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Let Me Tell You What I Want

Sure, I’m horny. I really, absolutely want sex.

I’m talking mind blowing sex. I want to be ravished, left sore and achy for the next day. I’m talking about finding small bruises the next day on my hips, light scratches down my back, and a tenderness when walking.

But let me tell you what I want more: I want intimacy.

I need to feel that deep connection which makes your knees weak, passionate kisses which steal your breath away, and longing gazes which make your heart pound in your throat.

I want to be in the midst of passion and look at my partner to find sincere trust and love. I want to feel the love as much as the lust.

antisociallysplendid:

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bluedragonkaiser:

dailylifeofadisneyfreak:

Waking up on November 1st is literally like walking through a door from Halloweentown to Christmastown

What’s this? What’s this? There’s décor everywhere. What’s this? There’s carols in the air. What’s this? I can’t believe my eyes it’s just November come on folks I mean I swear. What’s this?

I FREAKING READ IT IN JACKS VOICE 

I FUCKING SANG IT

sarahseemssilly:

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everkings:

gildatheplant:

pragtastic:

fifty-shades-of-gandalf-the-grey:

leomoriat:

poesdaughter:

Or, y’know, that thing called “Passover.”

Or the whole thing with Noah’s Ark where he killed off everything in the world except Noah and his family, and two of every animal. Y’know, no big deal. Just millions of people.

90% of the Old Testament is about God killing people in temper tantrums

Are we not going to mention Jesus?

Nailed it.

*wheeze* 

Oh my god.

Nailed it.

(Source: atheismblog)

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