serenity-fails: on the subjects of boobs and shirts and boobs in shirts

serenity-fails: on the subjects of boobs and shirts and boobs in shirts

Fuckyeahthebizarre: Edgar Allen Poe’s Bodypoe Is Buried In The Old Western Burial Ground In Baltimore, Maryland. Every January 19, Poe’s Birthday, For More Than Fifty Years A Man Dressed In Black And Fedora Has Left Cognac Accompanied By Three Red

Writingjustforgiggles

Writingjustforgiggles

Writingjustforgiggles

Log-Cabins: I’d Love To Soak In This Tub In Front Of That Fire. Honestly, How Relaxing Is That?!

Writingjustforgiggles

Reblog If I Can Be Your Friend.

Writingjustforgiggles

Writingjustforgiggles

Thepleasurecoach: When Two Lovers Are Really Open To Each Other, When They Are Not Afraid Of Each Other And Not Hiding Anything From Each Other, That Is Intimacy. When They Can Say Each And Everything Without Any Fear That The Other Will Be Offended

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Icaptivate: They Dream Of Men With Gentle Hands, Eloquent With Tenderness, Fingers That Brushed Along A Cheek, That Outlined Open Lips In The Lover’s Braille; Hands That Sculpted Sweetness From Sullen Flesh, That Traced Breasts And Ignited Hips, Opening,

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