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piratesatemydog:

Kurt Cobain you badass

Oh look it’s my deceased husband.




I’ve been having some weird dreams. The other night I dreamed about some girl who was kissing this guy I has having sex with while I was having sex with him. We were in his bed, he was on top of me, fucking me slow, and this girl walked in the room. At first I didn’t know she was there, but then I realized she was watching us. In the dream I was fine with this. I kept thinking, well, she can watch all she wants, I guess. But then she walked over, crawled onto the bed, and put her face between mine and his and started to kiss him. She acted like I wasn’t even there. And she kept kissing him until I reached up, grabbed a huge handful of her hair, and yanked her away from him. He pulled his dick out, and came in her eyes while I was still holding her hair and he laughed. I was disgusted. I got up and got dressed then I went outside and smashed her windshield with a rock. Last night I was dreaming about biting my fingernails till they bled and having piles of cocaine in dessert platters. It’s nice to be having dreams again… I just wish they weren’t so weird.


He’s dirty and nasty. I’d still fuck him.

He’s dirty and nasty. I’d still fuck him.


Anonymous asked: WHY AREN'T WE HAVING SEX RIGHT NOW?

Well. You are anonymous. 








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