SYSTEM MALFUNCTION. REBOOT?

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socialjusticeblogging:

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I’m back, guys.

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SYSTEM MALFUNCTION. REBOOT?

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I’m back, guys.

1 year ago
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spideyman:

Song Of The Day

We The Kings - Check Yes Juliet

1 year ago
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sex + butts = buttsex

missin-e:

socialjusticeblogging:

missin-e:

“Oh, maybe a handjob or two,” you say smugly. You give tumblr a moment to react before leaning in and pressing your lips against his. Ah, you really had to do this more. You lessen the space between the two of you and grin into the kiss.

Your eyes flutter shut of their own accord as he kisses you. Stupid eyes. You settle for slapping him on the shoulder. “Stop grinning, damnit,” you mutter against his mouth, but press yourself closer and tilt your head.

Okay maybe you sneaked your hands down to cop a feel at that great ass, but it’s nbd. “I can do whatever I want,” you mutter into his lips. You push him back against the wall behind you two, keeping your lips connected. You let your tongue graze over his bottom lip. He better be liking this.

You squeak a little when he pushes you into the wall, and decide to get back at him by biting at his lower lip. You part your lips and tangle your fingers into his hair, not particularly caring that you are totally on the bottom for this.

1 year ago
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theswaggasaurus:

whenever you’re just scrolling through your dash and you see something that offends you

1 year ago
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sex + butts = buttsex

missin-e:

socialjusticeblogging:

missin-e:

You smirk and put your arm back around him, only a little tighter this time so he can’t get out. “Oooh not much. But it could be free with a little persuasion.” You grin and step in front of him to snake your other arm around his waist. You had to admit, he looked damn gorgeous. 

You make a face, but loop your arms around his neck. “Rude. What kind of persuasion are we talking about?” You lean just a little bit closer, so that your noses are almost touching.

“Oh, maybe a handjob or two,” you say smugly. You give tumblr a moment to react before leaning in and pressing your lips against his. Ah, you really had to do this more. You lessen the space between the two of you and grin into the kiss.

Your eyes flutter shut of their own accord as he kisses you. Stupid eyes. You settle for slapping him on the shoulder. “Stop grinning, damnit,” you mutter against his mouth, but press yourself closer and tilt your head.

1 year ago
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tamburina:

Metropolitan Museum of Art, NYC, 1988. Photo by Elliott Erwitt.
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tamburina:

Metropolitan Museum of Art, NYC, 1988. Photo by Elliott Erwitt.

1 year ago
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sex + butts = buttsex

missin-e:

socialjusticeblogging:

missin-e:

“Whatever you say babe,” you snicker in reply as you close the door behind you. “Anyway welcome to my home, you like?” You step up behind him and slide your arm around his waist really casually. “I’m gonna give you the full tour.” 

You shoot him a death glare and swat at his arm. You don’t hit him that hard, considering that yes okay you kind of really like him a lot. “And how much is this full tour going to cost me?” you deadpan.

You smirk and put your arm back around him, only a little tighter this time so he can’t get out. “Oooh not much. But it could be free with a little persuasion.” You grin and step in front of him to snake your other arm around his waist. You had to admit, he looked damn gorgeous. 

You make a face, but loop your arms around his neck. “Rude. What kind of persuasion are we talking about?” You lean just a little bit closer, so that your noses are almost touching.

1 year ago
15 notes

sex + butts = buttsex

missin-e:

socialjusticeblogging:

missin-e:

You ear a hollow knock and stroll over to the door, your arms stretched up behind your head. You open the door and grin slyly. “Well what a pleasant surprise. Come on in babe.” You hold it open for him, ready to show him around your place.

You narrow your eyes and cross your arms at him. “Don’t call me babe.” You’ve told him that about a thousand times, but does he listen? Noooo. You step inside and self-consciously look around, wondering how the hell his house is this nice.

“Whatever you say babe,” you snicker in reply as you close the door behind you. “Anyway welcome to my home, you like?” You step up behind him and slide your arm around his waist really casually. “I’m gonna give you the full tour.” 

You shoot him a death glare and swat at his arm. You don’t hit him that hard, considering that yes okay you kind of really like him a lot. “And how much is this full tour going to cost me?” you deadpan.

1 year ago
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((facebook is kismesises with tumblr))

((txt it))

1 year ago
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