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tvgals · 10 months

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miguel telling you to breathe when you cum …

sometimes it’s just too much when he’s pounding into you and you just can’t regulate the right way :((

“breathe, baby…” miguel tells you, tapping his fingers on your cheek coaxing you to inhale. you take a deep breath and miguel drags his cock out and almost immediately slams back in, earning a weak cry from you. “i can’t do it…don’t remember how..” you mumble, twisting your hips to try and get away from the pleasure.

“yes you can…did it last week..” miguel coos, pulling you flush to his chest, you two eye to eye. “look at me, baby.” your glazed eyes meet miguel’s and you inhale. “there she is…”

:(((

he’s such a cutie patootie

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love-islike-abomb · 6 months

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Masterlist

Landback!!!

If my age, religion, what I look like, or anything else about my appearance is all you have to use in an argument then you've already lost because you've made it personal! Have a logical argument or there is no need for us to talk!

I'm no longer entertaining bigots! what you look like doesn't excuse rude behavior! No one is immune from karma! And it doesn't matter what time of year it is! Karma has no time frame! It comes when it's supposed to!

If you are not authentic you aren't welcome on my blog! I'm tired of fakes and I will block you! I'm tired of my disability being used against me by a bunch of abelist twats! Autism doesn't not equal lack of intelligence!!

DNI: Cody cry babies, liv cry babies, hypochristians, misogynists, homophobes, transphobes, racists, and abelists can get fucked with a cactus and rubbing alcohol as lube!!!

If you care more about Roman saying "crossdresser" them an actual trans kid who was murdered at school in Oklahoma (for being trans) remove yourself from my sight with your fake outrage!

I DO NOT give permission for my works to be translated or posted elsewhere! I DO NOT give permission for my stories to be fed to AI!! I don't own any wwe or any of their characters only my OCs. I cross post my fics on AO3 and Wattpad. I don't have fanfiction.net so if any of my stories are there that's not me!

I do take requests but I only write for Roman Reigns! Also I should mention I'm a pagan witch and i use pagan based themes in some of my stories. If that bothers you, don't read my stories🤷

They can take away our lives...... But they can never....take.... OUR METAL!!!!!🤘

Im Also a very loyal metalhead! I use it in my stories A LOT!! That metal growl is music to my ears!! I love it!!

I listen to 80s music and some 70s as well!

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Do not watch ^^ if you're photosensitive!

Also please be patient with me. Im autistic and my ADHD is absolutely raging!! I'm always coming up with new ideas for fics and your favorite one may get put on the back burner. If you are an an audhd or adhd writer you'll understand. If not I'm sorry 🤷

Also putting this here for my anxiety the next time it gets as bad as it was today! I'm sure you've all seen in my bio by now that my husband is indigenous! When I'm highly stressed indigenous music is one of the few things that will calm me down before I end up having to take medication.

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Keys:

🫦 - smut

🪶 - fluff

💕 - romance

🤗 - comfort fic

😘 - hint of smut

🗡️ - violence

😤 - angst

Renegade - Au story (slow updates) 😤🗡️💕🫦

Part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7 part 8 part 9 part 10 part 11 part 12 part 13 part 14 part 15 part 16 part 17 part 18 part 19 part 20 part 21 part 22 part 23 part 24 part 25 part 26 part 27 part 28 part 29 part 30 part 31 part 32 part 33 part 34 part 35 part 36 part 37 part 38 part 39 part 40(last chapter)

Kingdom come

Part 1

Smut

Hail to the king 🫦

Its all coming back to me now 🫦😤🪶💕

The perfect drug 🫦

Save a horse, ride a tribal chief 🫦

Simply irresistible 🫦💕

Girls, girls, girls 🫦

Holding out for a hero 🫦 🗡️🪶😤

Mexico🫦🪶💕

Anyway you want it 🫦

Bück dich 🫦 😤🪶

Hot for teacher 🫦

Rocket 🫦

Sexy santa 🫦

Ho hey 🫦💕🪶😤

Magic man 🫦💕

Push it 🫦

Wild side 🫦, 💕

Slow ride 🫦

War pigs 🫦

Lovin every minute of it 🫦,🪶

Kickstart my heart 🫦

Crazy little thing called love 🫦

Lick it up 🫦

Dreams 🫦💕

The stroke 🫦

Demon's are a girl's best friend 🫦

Fluff

Hysteria 🪶💕😘

Comfortably numb 🤗, 🪶

Wind of change 🪶, 🤗

Kiss the go-goat 🪶

I can't help falling in love with you 🪶

Home sweet home 😘, 🪶

Scream with me 😤 🪶🤗

The sound of silence 🪶🤗

Angst

Winged hussars 😤, 🪶

The first soldier 😤 🪶

2 part stories

Wellerman

Wellerman: part 2 🫦💕

Sick like me 😘

Sick like me: part 2 🫦💕

⚡ Thunderstruck⚡

⚡ Thunderstruck ⚡: part 2 🫦

❤️You're in love❤️

You're in love: part 2 - coming soon

Head cannons:

What I imagine Roman proposing would be like

Valentine's Day with roman

First date

Drabbles:

Armageddon it

These dreams

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Lord Loki, defender of the outcasts, protect us from those who would do us harm!

#masterlist #writing is my therapy #roman reigns #roman reigns fanfiction #wwe fanfiction #Youtube

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living-dead-girl515 · 6 months

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My body was not my own. For years and years, my body belonged to you. At your beck and call, your every whim, "no" was not an option, the body had to perform. I got so used to it, that I stopped fighting, accepted it as my fate. Now that I've escaped, I still can't shake this feeling. My body is not for me, my body is meant to give. I don't know how to feel close to people anymore, without my body performing. My body works against me now, it doesn't do what it should. Things that used to be easy, suddenly just don't work. I left you, but my body still is not mine. You stole it, from me.

#creative writing #writing #prose #prose poetry #pretty words #new poets society #spilled thoughts #sa survivor #physical abuse #abuse survivor #spilled feelings #spilled words #spilled ink #spilled emotions #spilled prose #writing is my therapy #life is hard sometimes #sorry for being depressing

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luckycharming · 2 months

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Not trying to be messy or bitchy on main, but why don't y'all review fanfics anymore? Why don't y'all comment on the stories y'all have read and liked? Like, deadass, as a writer/creator myself, if I slave away and put my whole ass pussy into creating and crafting these really good stories, and nobody reviews them, what's my incentive to keep creating?

And I've heard it be said thousands of times that you should do it for fun! You should do it because blah blah blah! And I get it! I really! It's not good to create solely because of x, y, and z and that's valid, but! I'm also doing this shit for free. Like, fanfic authors bust their asses writing for free. This is a free consumption, and I'm just saying, if you like or love the stories written, why can't y'all let it be known? Why can't y'all comment and review it? It literally doesn't take even a third of the effort it took the writers themselves to write the damn shit.

I remember when I first got into fanfiction and I was in awe, okay? There were so many wonderful stories and authors and you bet your right testicle I made sure I left reviews. Hell, I would even PM them and let them know that hey, I really loved that fic you wrote! This is what it meant to me and thank you so much for not only writing it, but being brave enough to share it with the world because regardless of the ship/fandom/etc., that takes guts!

And y'all won't even do the bare minimum. And then have the nerve to wonder why the quality of writing is shit or why people are leaving the fandom spaces. It makes no sense that stories that are so horribly written and out of character have hundreds, if not thousands of reviews, but the actual good shit barely has fifty, and that's me being generous.

I'm just tired of putting all this effort into shit that I'm not getting anything back from because it's not enough to love what you do. Like, why is it bad that I want people to leave long or nice comments on my work? Why is that me being greedy to want some positive engagement on my content? Or unless I write for popular ships, people won't read my shit? Which isn't bad, because if I like a ship, regardless of if it's popular or canon or so on and so forth, I'm gonna ship it, but still.

And not even that's a guarantee that people will read it, and I don't like don't gimmicky shit. I don't like feeling like I have to dim the quality of my work to get people to fuck with my shit, and it's not me being insecure in my writing because I'm a damn good writer. I know what I bring to the fucking table, but how are we supposed to keep the fandom spaces alive if nobody's engaging with shit anymore?

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makeyoumine69 · 4 months

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Writing on the train is so romantic, but not when you have a very curious passenger sitting next to you looking at your laptop, lmao. I hope that poor woman wasn't traumatized by what she saw. And yeah, I am finally leaving on my business trip and I hope to post some updates within these two weeks.

Love you guys, sorry to keep you waiting!❤️🙏🏻

#writing things #writing is my therapy #i miss him #my ramblings #i love winter #holidayvibes ❄️

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kingdaddydaichi · 1 year

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DAICHI coming home to find you curled up on the couch, crying...

600+ words. comfort. gn!reader. unapologetically self-indulgent catharsis. i needed this. if anyone reading this is going through it, may this bring you comfort. i hope daichi's hug reaches you too.

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The line from the "F.R.I.E.N.D.S" theme song comes to mind: ...when it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year... and it makes you cry harder. How has it come to this? You don't even like that song. You resent the fact that it sums up your life so succinctly. How basic.

You know he's home. You heard the front door open and close, the jingle of his keys, the sigh of relief that falls from your dear husband's lips every time, like clockwork.

"Babe?"

You always greet him at the door when he comes home with a bright smile and a cheerful "Okaerinasai!" as you wrap your loving arms around the back of his neck and stand on your tippy toes to give him the sweetest kiss.

But tonight was different. Nothing new, but different.

Over the years, Daichi has seen you at your worst more times than you care to remember, and yet he still loves you with all of his might. So it's no surprise when you hear his long, slow footsteps cease for a moment, no doubt having noticed your form curled into the tiniest ball you could muster.

He furrows his brow, knowing.

With your back turned and your puffy, wet eyes closed, like a cartographist, you can still map out your husband's every move. Daichi is light-footed. Without his shoes on, his feet don't make a sound. Particularly when he doesn't want to wake you in case you're asleep. But the faint whisper of his slacks rustling together is all you need to triangulate on his movements.

You feel his big, warm hand on your back and he whispers your name. You shudder beneath his touch, your body wracked with fresh sobs. Knowing he's here makes it okay to let go of all you've been clinging to in an effort to keep it together. Now that Daichi's home and within arm's reach, you begin to fall apart at the seams. Because you're safe and he's got you. Just like he always has. You don't have to worry and you don't have to be the strong one, for a little while anyway. He is your strength when you need to be weak. He holds space for you to come undone.

So you turn over to find him squatting beside you, his warm, brown eyes filled with sorrow and compassion and a whole string of unspoken I love yous. You reach for him and in the next moment, he has you. Strong, sheltering arms pull you in like your heart doesn't have the weight of a thousand worlds on it anymore. He smells like comfort and your whole body trembles as you openly weep. The last in a long string of losses has been threatening to pull you under. So you let the waves of grief crash over you, knowing full well your husband will never let go, will never let it swallow you whole. Because he loves you too much to let it take you from him.

He keeps you fastened to the sanctuary of his chest as his steady hand strokes your hair and cradles your head. With his lips pressed to your temple he says nothing at all. Even as you ball the back of his t-shirt in your fists, he doesn't tell you everything's going to be okay. Not yet. He doesn't shush you or offer you any words of comfort. He just holds you without negating anything you're feeling.

Several moments pass and all you can do is cling to Daichi for dear life as tears burn their way across your face, your skin saturated with hours of grief. But little by little, your tears are soaked up by the soft cotton of his shirt just as his mere presence dulls the pain and absorbs the ache.

"It's okay to fall apart, baby," he finally murmurs against your hair. "I'll help you pick up the pieces every time."

"What if we can't find all the pieces? What if they're too broken?" you whimper.

"Then I'll help you make new ones," he promises.

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sorry for not tagging anyone. this is personal so ig it would feel disingenuous in a way?

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mrs-snape5984 · 4 months

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“Won't go down without a fight…”

“And if the heat comes close enough to burn, then we're burning this place to the ground, ‘cause you’ll never take us alive!” (“Partners in crime” by Set it Off)

I’ve commissioned the wonderful @alinearthp again for another “Partners in crime” drawing of Severus and me.

Every time, when I’m feeling overwhelmed by my own helplessness, caused by my fucking disease ME/CFS, I try to write a story about Severus and me fighting side by side some enemies. It’s my way of coping with the fact, that I can’t do a single thing about my illness. Nothing works in this case and this is just exhausting!

So, in my imagination, Severus and I are an extremely powerful couple…like a goddamn force of nature! In some stories, we’re good…but in most of my stories with this topic, we’re one of the most feared couples in the whole Wizarding World! And that’s a whole lot of fun!

So, thank you @alinearthp for this gorgeous piece of art! It’s like an imagination of mine coming alive…and I freakin’ love it! Oh, and I love the way, you’re managing to add my nose ring to my face in every of your drawings! It’s my recognition factor!

🖤 Severus & Julia Snape 🖤 Partners in crime 🖤

#severus x oc #i love severus #fuck me/cfs #mecfs #writing is my therapy #writing is my coping mechanism #partners in crime #severus snape #i love snape #snape #pro snape #snape love #pro severus snape #i would protect him with my life #snape content #severus snape art #snart #snape art

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lannegarrett · 2 months

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Just get it down on paper, and then we’ll see what to do with it. ― Maxwell Perkins

#books #writing #writersnetwork #writers #writers on tumblr #writing community #author #writers life #writerscommunity #quotes #i am a writer #writer #writers block #writeblr #writing is my therapy #writers of tumblr

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tvgals · 10 months

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‘ CHILL OUT ‘

— e42! miles morales x black! fem! reader

synopsis — you see miles walking around campus with a girl you’ve never seen before and it sparks a new issue .

cw ; cheating, fluff to angst, hurt/no comfort, black! reader, reader literally doesn’t deserve this shes so sweet, watched good girls during this so i think that’s where this came from, made up characters

— ENJOY !!

you watch as your boyfriend walked into the cafeteria with a girl you’d never seen before. a mid-length honey blonde wig on her head and her nails done with french tips. you synch your eyebrows together in confusion and you turn to your friends. “who’s that with miles?” you ask, subtly pointing to her. “oh, girl! that’s the new girl, her name is jess or something, i dunno.” she says, shrugging her shoulders. “aight.” you say, shrugging your own shoulders and scrolling through instagram. miles and jess get closer to your table and that’s when you can hear their conversation.

“i love your braids! who did them?” jess asks, running the tip of her fingers over them. “awe, my girl did ‘em for me. there she go right there.” miles says, taking a seat next to you. “y/n.” miles calls your name. you look up at him and smile. “hey miles. who’s this?” you ask, looking at her features. “jess. she’s new so i just showed her around a lil.” miles explains, pulling you into his frame. “ohhh…” you say, widening your eyes and nodding your head. “well, y’know, i really need help with the spanish homework, could you help me?” you ask coyly, batting you eyelashes up at him. “‘course, chica guap.” miles replies, bending down to kiss you.

“get a room!” you hear from one of your friends, taking a video to post on her story later. you giggle and miles opens up his phone. jess looks over and seems to perk up. “you got snap?” she asks, pulling her own phone out. “oh, yeah,” miles replies, “i don’t use it like that though. i don’t talk to people like that.” the bell rings and you and miles say your goodbyes and walk to spanish. “so,” you started. “so?” miles repeats, curiosity in his voice. “where’d you meet her at?” you ask, interlocking you and miles’ pinkie fingers while you two walk down the hallway. “she came up to me while i was walking into the school, asked me to give her a tour.” miles dismissed your question, now taking the lead in you twos walk to class. “oh.” you say, searching through the sides of your backpack with one hand trying to find your lipgloss. “what’re you looking for?” miles asks, opening the door so you can walk into your spanish class. “my lipgloss..i can’t find it..” you mumble, sitting yourself down and sitting your backpack on your desk.

“chill, mami. i can buy you some more.” miles soothes you, taking the desk next to you. you sigh and pull out your notebook and pencil. you watch the front of the room, bored while the teacher talks. within the first thirty minutes of class, miles had thrown six folded up notes to you and texted you over five times. you pull your phone out as discreetly as you could and scroll through the texts.

‘she found my snap bro’

‘swear ts annoying’

‘i ain’t even talk to her like that’

‘bro she’s texting my phone foe’

‘i’m finna block her ass’

‘respond 😒’

you look over at miles and roll your eyes playfully, texting back.

‘js block her?’

miles turns to you and gives you a straight face, looking down at his phone and ignoring the ping of the snapchat notifications. this is bothering you and you don’t know why. you and miles have been dating for over eight months now and you’ve never felt like this before. is it jealousy? maybe. you doubt it though. you leave it in the back of your head just for the bell to ring again, signaling the last class of the day. you pack your stuff up and wait on miles in the doorway. “she keep on texting my phone.” mines groans, shoving his phone in his pocket.

“maybe she got a lil crush.” you snicker, feeling miles playfully bump your shoulders together. “nah. don’t need no crushes, already got my girl.” miles grins, pulling you in for a hug then having to pull away almost immediately. “see you at my dorm?” you ask, walking slower than before. “yep.” and with that, you two parted your ways until 2:30. you and some of your friends meet in the hall and make your way to your classes. you were taking your time walking to class, until your friend brought up a topic. a sensitive one.

“y’know, it’s be funny if miles were cheating on you with that jess girl.” she laughed while everyone else went quiet. “what?” you ask, looking around confused. “it was a joke, damn. if you were in a loyal relationship you wouldn’t get so mad.” she clapped back almost immediately, as if she was waiting to say it for a while now. “what are you talking about? i am in a loyal relationship.” you argue, pulling your phone out to text miles. “little do you know.” she replies in a sarcastic tone. your purse your lips together and turn around, making your way to the bathrooms.

“you didn’t have to do allat.” another one of your friends said, sympathy laced in her voice like she was just confronted with her own boyfriend cheating. you made it to the bathroom and opened a stall, sitting on the toilet seat. you open your phone and text miles.

‘so that’s wtf we doing now?’

you sit and wait for a response, getting one almost immediately.

‘wym??’

‘i mean you cheating on me’

‘who told you ts?’

you sigh and start to feel tears well into your eyes. you loved him so so so much, you met his parents, you ate dinner at his house, you’ve spent the night, you’ve watched him cry, bleed — everything under the sun and this is how he repaid you.

‘you don’t need to know all that. we’re done bro. don’t come by my house, don’t call my phone, don’t call my momma phone, give me back my house keys, and delete my number.’

miles fucked up, and he knew it.

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jude-thedude98 · 1 year

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For all the writers they're looking for a Cozy home to geek out about their fiction stories short or novels come join us at discord's Writing Endeavors: Secret Imagination Place!

You'll be one of the first to enjoy the geek out station for being able to write and talk about your fiction stories! Share with all your writing Buddies!

https://discord.gg/kDqkgmKy

PS if you have a fiction book and your friends don't get it you know that talk that you talk about your fiction story book and you need somewhere to geek out come join Writing Endeavors: Secret Imagination Place where we sip on writing!

#writing is my outlet #writing community #writing is my therapy #story writing #writing fiction #calling all writers #fiction writing #fiction writers #fiction writer #fiction #book writers #book writer #book writing

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themortalityofundyingstars · 13 days

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buckle up everyone i just had the best idea ready your eyeballs and reading comprehension

#writing #writing ideas #writing inspiration #writing is my therapy #and really hard #marauders #marauders fandom #the marauders era #james potter #regulus arcturus black #regulus black #marauders headcanons #lily evans #james fleamont potter #oneshot

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love-islike-abomb · 5 months

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My smut book on Wattpad is 4th in his search!!😱

Thats so awesome!! Thank you so much!!🫶🫶🫶

@angelreigns444 @acknowledge-reigns

#roman reigns #big daddy uce #thank you so much!!🫶🫶🫶#wattpad #fanfic writing #writing is my therapy #wwe fanfiction #roman reigns fanfiction #wwe #roman reigns x oc #wwe x oc #roman reigns smut

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living-dead-girl515 · 6 months

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I'm a mess, I'm broken. I didn't realize it for so long, don't know how I didn't see, just how deeply you had cut me. I'm a mess, I'm broken. So many things just aren't quite right, even though I'm so damn close to that bright light. I'm a mess, I'm broken. Somehow I didn't know, thought I escaped but I'm still in your shadow. I'm a mess, I'm broken. How on earth can this be, I thought that all I had to do was flee.

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baconandeggs-25 · 1 month

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I need help

#writeblr #tumblr memes #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #writer memes #the funny thing is we’re also the same people who gets sad at other authors for putting their characters though the exact same thing #writing is my therapy #help mah #hehehe

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ineffablemossy · 7 months

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Just posted chapter 2 of Wish Upon a Fallen Star!

A lot of sweet, soft fluffy stuff in this, buuuuut we get back to the angst at the end.

Title: Wish Upon a Fallen Star - Chapter 2 - The Embrace

Words: 3387

Rating: T

Summary: The thought settled in his mind and made a little nest there, tucked away in a warm corner, comforting and reassuringly decisive.

So much love and thanks to the awesome @hansoeii for giving me permission to use their gorgeous painting of Angel Crowley and Aziraphale to illustrate this chapter. It inspired me a lot while writing this. (You should definitely go support them on Kofi and get those sweet, sweet desktop wallpapers)

Plain text link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49613770/chapters/126302536

#good omens fanfiction #good omens #ineffable husbands #pre fall crowley #angel!crowley #hurt and comfort #angst #fluff #crowley was raphael #the fall #strong Aziraphale is strong #beginner writer #first fic #having so much fun #writing is cool #writing is my therapy #its also helping me unlock my writers block for scientific writing #so win win #my writing

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corpseweenie · 7 months

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I'm so wasted I can barely stand at this point

How u dare to ask me can I roll us another joint

I feel your tounge on me like this blue heaven, running throw my veins

Suddenly I find my hands locked in the chains

You said this is gonna keep us even more close

Until you forgot to fill up another dose

I'm sick and I don't want you near me anymore

Just please once again fuck me on the bathroom floor

Let the blood split and my innocence get lost

Dear lord how much he' ll got me cost

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