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bellaricanx3:

wut.

bellaricanx3:

wut.

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X Dope shit here X

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X Dope shit here X

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FEMALES AT MY SCHOOL KILL ME ..
LIKE UR MAD CAUSE I THINK IM ALL THAT BUUUUUT
IM ALL YOU AND UR FRIENDS TALK ABOUT, IM IN EVERY GROUP MESSAGE, YOU LOSERS SING TUNES AND CHUCKLE WHEN I STRUT PAST AND UR MAN WANTED ME
THE FEW THINGS ON MY MIND ARE WHAT BUNDLE I WANNA ORDER, WHAT COLOR HAIR I WANT, WHICH PART(SIDE OR MIDDLE), WHAT MAC LIPSTICK WILL I APPLY..LIKE GROW UP DANG.
FOCUS ON URSELF NOT ME BBYGIRL *flips hair…oh btw its Peruvian hair. hahahha

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i love you Queen C

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127-lbs:

the-jackals:

tedbre:

thejamesboyle:

caluummhood:

HOLY SHIT, IT WAS THE ORIGINAL ONE

MAKE A WISH

the first post ever on tumblr

this was why they put the reblog button on the bottom of posts

I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO SEE LINDSAY LOHAN OR SOME SHIT WOW

Always reblog because perfection.

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blog-anglophonic:

My buddy Eric has been on tour with Gucci for two months and told me that Gucci’s house is full of Disney frog figurines.  Homie acts all tough and mean, but in reality he is kind of a softie.

blog-anglophonic:

My buddy Eric has been on tour with Gucci for two months and told me that Gucci’s house is full of Disney frog figurines. Homie acts all tough and mean, but in reality he is kind of a softie.

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R.I.P Doe B

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R.I.P Doe B

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Snoop Dogg speaking on 2pac predicting his own death.

Crip ass nigga

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Sex is not a goddamn performance. Sex should feel as natural as drinking water. It should not require confidence.

Sex should happen, because the moment is ripe. Ripening lips, ripening labia, ripening cock, ripening pupils, ripening state of being. Ripe and augmented and brimming. Your energy goes to your pumping heart, then to every external nerve, then to theirs, on fire.

You bask, roll, play in it. You sigh, moan, laugh. It’s not about being “good in bed.” It’s about being happy.

One should never worry if they’re doing it “correctly.” Sex is not factual. I don’t want your cookie-cutter sex, I don’t want your meticulously crafted, calculated, fool-proof fuck. I don’t want a show. I want you. Let your instincts, urges and whims define that. It’s enough.

What do most girls like? Forget about it. Statistics are meaningless when there’s only one. Hello, here’s me. Here’s you. Don’t worry about taking it too slow. We got time. We got infinite rhythms, combinations, possibilities. Explore each fuck. Take our time. We can do a different one later.

Don’t worry about making me come. I’m here. Right where I want to be. I am overwhelmed by wanting; you don’t have to convince me. I want you because I like you. So don’t put on a front. Don’t taint this.

I’m frustrated—it’s just authenticity I want. It’s originality. It’s passion. It’s joy. Don’t say that something I like is ugly. Don’t compare yourself to the rest. You will live and die with and within your experiences like everyone else. If someone thinks you are amazing, they are not wrong. Their universe is as real as any other; it is forged through perception.

I don’t care if you accidentally slammed my head into the wall, if you slipped out, if my arm cracked, if the delightful pressure of your wet lips on my anything made a silly sound. There is no right way and no wrong way.

“Good in bed,” what. You’re good in my bed. I’m pleased you’re there. I feel it suits you. Shove your technique. Let your memory swallow it. Fuck me like you’d fuck me, fuck me like you feel. This isn’t a test.

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