Here’s the thing that some people don’t seem to understand about sex & kink. You have to respect boundaries before you get to push them. You have to show people they’re safe before you get to make them feel scared. You have to respect people before you get to degrade them. You have to be normal with people before you get to be dirty with them. You can’t be skipping steps. Treating them like a person always comes before treating them like a toy.

Hey, just wanted to let you know the Alice Delish compilation you reblogged has her erotically presenting as spider gwen, who is canonically underage.

The post has been deleted. Thanks for the heads up

“Every un-opened voice box is a closed casket with a flag on top. The heavens are so full of smoke, I can hear the stars playing tag whenever I’m flying home. What if the weather keeps changing, and we don’t? I want to touch the sleeve of the river. I want to un-dam my bloodstream. I want to make good time. I don’t know what makes us human more than our crimes, and that just breaks my heart. The last time I wanted to kill myself, my lover said she thought I’d picked up the knife to kill her instead. I don’t want to write that down, but I don’t want to keep it in my head. There have been whole years where I have been nothing but mean. I wanna leave behind my shame, cut all my words from a shiny magazine, sleep like a baby, so someone will hear me when I cry, be nothing but honest, and say nothing but, ‘It hurts, it hurts.’ My bare-knuckled heart road has hit the road and left ever single love I have ever known, so what do all these poems mean? The war goes on, y’all. I write it down, and it’s just as tall. The war goes on, and I am small as a kid being pushed inside a locker. Good God, I want to be big. Big enough to stop editing the ugly out of my bio, to empty every bullet from the chamber of my heart, to fill it with the hoodie of a boy. What poem will walk him home? What radio tower of light? What redemption will dull the blade, melt it down to mirror, give us back to God, un-haunt the house of the mother choosing the color of the casket? Rinse out the mouth of anyone who would still call it a white flag? Tonight, don’t tell me you don’t understand the kids who cut themselves to save their lives, who can’t bare to not be bleeding, when everything else is.”

— Andrea Gibson, July 13, 2013 (via craezie)

“We wear our traumas the way the guillotine wears gravity. Our lovers’ necks are so soft.”

— Andrea Gibson, from “Gravity” (via hiddenshores)

if this no sleeping and shit apetite goes on long enough i wont have probkems anymor kolol

A blessing on your journey, wherever it takes you. Be well.

it was all just a series of false hopes. which is my entire life.

ill be deleting soon

MGMT - When You're Small

MGMT?

the world is small when you have a small

handful of friends and they're busy with others

PreBarbie Brainwash

sometimes i stick my tongue out while i masturbate cause it makes me feel sluttier

More VideoGame Related Hypno Ideas

So most rhythm games already put you into a trance like state, so why not use that to your advantage to put your sub under through a rhythm game? Maybe condition the beat of a certain song to make them get hazier and sleepier, then by the very last note they're completely under. Maybe conditioning a certain song to make them feel exited and aroused

More endless possibilities

Sometimes ur tits just gotta be out

Hypno amnesia is wild because something must have made me leak but I remember nothing about it happening.