You ‘ve got soft skin. I like the insides of your thighs, running my hand slowly up to the lips of your cunt. Your cunt was dry a second ago. Now it’s faintly wet, not quite soaked, just beginning to lubricate. That’s supposed to suck me in, supposed to make the blood rush to my prick, so it’ ll get hard and want to go up inside you, so you can steal my come. I refuse to accept that ploy. I’m only tender with you in order to watch you respond, to watch you thinking that I’m something I’m not. You’re moaning like a stupid animal. You think I’m a very passionate dildo. The truth is, I could murder you right now. But I won’t. Then you’d be useless. I need you. I have to pretend that I’m caught up in this, that I’m “abandoned”, so that you in turn will respond exactly how I want you to. I’m standing above us, watching our imbecilic bodies press and grind, each of us thinking we’ve fooled the other. I’d like to throw gasoline over the sweating heap and light it, watch us scream dumb pain as we burn. I make myself sick. M. Gira,The Consumer   Wednesday Jul 7 @ 10:37pm with 29 notes

why was i born ugly and useless?

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I don’t feel like a survivor—- I feel like a broken, fucked up, self-harming, chronic pain filled mess. I don’t feel human. Not really. I just…I feel like nothing. Like every bit of me and my entire being could dissolve and float away at any second. Posted by Anonymous  Tuesday Jun 6 @ 08:48pm with 436 notes
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Our bodies could be skin on skin and I’d still pull you closer. Tuesday Jun 6 @ 08:41pm with 177,755 notes


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But don’t forget who you really are. And I’m not talking about your so-called real name. All names are made up by someone else, even the one your parents gave you. You know who you really are. When you’re alone at night, looking up at the stars, or maybe lying in your bed in total darkness, you know that nameless person inside you. Louis Sachar  Tuesday Jun 6 @ 06:07pm with 8,960 notes
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Immoral Tales (1974)Walerian Borowczyk


Immoral Tales (1974)
Walerian Borowczyk

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Ah yes, the “glamorous” life of an addict…
The never ending hunt to score dope,
The need to get high at least every 4 hours,
The constant struggle to stay well,
The ultimate fear of going into withdrawal.
Repeat multiple times daily until you die

yes this this this….i wish i could stop the intense yearning love i feel for my heroin addiction, heroin has become, my God, my lover, husband,cock,best freind….everything and without it…I feel everything…I wish I could understand how people enjoy feeling…cause without my love Heroin everything,everything hurts :/ I mean even the bad stuff, the waiting to cop, the spending your entire day revovling around dope becomes such a love/hate thing…i really don’t know how much longer I can go on without using…life without using is so much worse to me than the darkest times of my addiction….It’s just our bullshit society and laws that make it a bad “thing” Decriminalize all drugs or at least let us addicts go to the Drs three times a day to get shot up with pharmecutical grade Diacetylmorphine like they do for addicts in Europe…you can be a functioning IV Heroin addict…its just our absolutley FUCKED Society that says no! fuck man

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