Various kinds of isi, clusters of pure tuft-coral, prickly fungi, and anemones, formed a brilliant garden of flowers, enameled with porphitae, decked with their collarettes of blue tentacles, sea-stars studding the sandy bottom, together with asterophyntons like fine lace embroidered by the hands of naiads, whose festoons were waved by the gentle undulations caused by our walk. It was a...
Going to school on your period
The Inside: The Outside: “MY LIFE SUCKS. NEED CHOCOLATE” “WHY THE FUCK DID MOM NOT GET ME CHOCOLATE?” “I’M GOING TO FUCKING KILL EVERYONE” And all the boys stare at you like: But all the girls are like: “I feel your pain”
The awkward moment when you really want to ask...
You walk up to them like: Grin madly at them until they ask what you want: Tell them and watch them ponder about it like: So you beg like: They say ”We’ll see.”: So you walk off like:
Letters from Places →
an emotion evoking series of letters between two lesbian lovers. Well worth a look.
i just thought everybody should become aware.
whilst real elizabethan erotic poetry is amazing, and not as clean as the times demand, but modern attepts to recreate it, are terrible, in the extreme.
what the latest part of my baking adventures? well, this time, i am doing nothing, but tasting, and judging, as it is being created by father, and i must admit, for the apple & rhubarb pie, with strawberry-guava syrup, he is doing better things than i ever could, the balance of flavours is exquisite, lets face it, if it isn’t a tart, flan, or cake, he is my culinary superior.
Not that I want to be a god or a hero. Just to change into a tree, grow for...– Czeslaw Milosz (via fuckyeahpolishpoets)
the temerity of it all.
so i was casualy brousing Larvatus Prodeo, when i came across a thread about easter, cool i thought, i could get to see what everyone thought, and then i saw this: ”Christian says:Heres Tony Martin on the Larissa Behrendt horse-shagging beat-up:” “And while we’re on the beastiality theme heres Tim Dunlop on same-sex marriage:” and before you all go nuts at me about...
Wow, it's Good Friday
sasha-c-sasha: And I only just realised…
to be a modern man, you must wear no togas, and be as wise as master Yoda.– the shit singers has to memorise for pemulway. what a fucking joke.
tumblrbot asked: WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?
a japenesse writer to a single mother:”remember, you can be a mother, but you can never be his father.”-the translation is poor, but his explanation is about how women, whilst have the capacity to raise children on their own, will never be abe to raise them as well aas if they had two perants. which, by the way, as an uninformed opinionist, i think is utter bullshit, i have seen many...
an orgasm isn’t something brad can give her, she has to claim it for herself.
so i admitted to my brother that almost every interaction we have brings me that little bit closer to hating him, this i have mentioned before, in the hope of him choosing to spend time around me. he almost always then spends as much time around me as possible, as he knows i detest it, and it is ‘funny’ to see me discomforted. don’t get me wrong, i don’t want to hate him,...
this first made me smile, then i was sad. →
spectre-dechame: I saw her through the windows first. We were in two separate Sections: she in 9B, I in 9C. The windows were our only point of contact. Just before breakfast, we would line up near the windows, wiping away grime and shit and spit and all number of ungodly things from them. We wiped it away with…
i know i am meant to be gay and all, but some of the hetero erotica (written by, and for women, i am not an idiot) is absolutely dreadful, same with my lesbian manga folder. most of it is shockingly done. i am aware that it is, in the most part, done in people spare time, but you would think they would do some research first, if it is going to have a plot, and coherent setting. it is not just good...
so i just realised that i have been within ten meters of the Dalia lama, and i bet none of you can say you were ever that close to Jesus, or Mohammed (or insert religious figure here, or Moses).
redundant strap is redundant. just to push my... →
In every P.E class there is always that one person...
so i was browsing one of my favorite shops online, and noticed that in the ‘accessories section’ there were leather hog-tye braces, and i really must say, i am quite disappointed in any kind of person that first calls themselves a fetishist, and cannot tye their own with rope. losers.