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Soft breasts greet me
in lieu of the moon.
Pert nipples,
the ever foreboding life force,
brush my cheek, stifling
my breath. Smooth skin rubs
against me as
I hear that ever melodious giggle. Reverberating against
my ears and down my spine;
Amid my thighs.
My hands reach for her,
wanting to feel every
inch. Tips trail her
Back and thighs and
she shivers, vibrations
racking my body. My hand slips
between us; between
her thighs. She cries,
pushing herself down, onto
me. Round hips roll against me,
increasing speed to a
faster end. Soft and pink,
she slicks my fingers.
A stream of moans escape
her lips. And I flip; she rests
on her back, my head
nestled between those
glorious thighs. My tongue
stroking her, eliciting heavier
sounds of pleasure. Her
moan is angelic and
if it’s the last thing I
hear I know I’ll die happy. Those fantastical thighs wrap
around my neck. Pulling me closer, tightening when I increase pace, my tongue circling her. My hands
glide up her sides,
moving for the perky breast.
With each massage she moans
louder, encouraging me.
She doesn’t hold back and when she finishes, I stay between her,
not ready to let her go. But,
she pulls and tugs until
I see her face. A menacing grin
too wide for her head
greets me. A long forked
tongue snakes from between
her lips. I can’t gasp before it
chokes me. Her eyes still smiling she continues with my
suffocation until she vanishes
and I awake in hell.

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Fear; anger.
Legs pushed beneath
your head
Stop; hurt.
Being torn into two.
Ravished by
animals as they sit
atop their prey.

A dad in Florida is facing an online debate after he shared a photo of his 4-year-old daughter giving him a tattoo.

Source: Viral: 4 y/o daughter tattoos dad, internet goes wild

When I look at myself in the mirror,

I turn away, hitting the lights and shielding

myself from the stares. I don’t want to see

their eyes anymore.

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These things are everywhere, growing on trees and bushes. They get smaller, but are mostly this size. I just want to know what are they?? What are they called?? HELP 😥 😥

Breathe. Just
breathe.
Reach into the pit of fire
and grab hold
of the heart strings.
Strum your way
through the beginning

of the end.
Lay down.
Forge your burdens

into your bed.                                                                                                                                           Let your body form
to the                                                                                                                                                       disruptions,
Allow your lungs
to fill with their despair.
Empower yourself

with the fear of defeat.
You rise,
and reach back

through smoke blankets.
Grab hold of                                                                                                                                             the earth
and crawl
through the grave you made.                                                                                                                 Move forward                                                                                                                                     and emerge from the red tape.

It’s late..

I’m awake..

Why not draw weird things in the dark??

Best way to occupy my time and entertain myself haha

Details can wait until daylight..i want to make a fish

Had fun making this..i don’t think I’m done, but I like it.. It’s not a very good picture but meh

Self portrait with spray paint and some acrylic..i used cotton swabs to paint with

Consequence of Sound

Photo by Monica Lozano

Earlier this month, Le Butcherettes announced their latest LP, A Raw Youth, will drop September 18th via Ipecac Recordings. Today, they’ve shared the first sample of the Omar Rodriguez-Lopez-produced album with the gnarly lead single “They Fuck You Over”.

Considering that Teri Gender Bender said the album’s focus is on “the recurring conflict between minorities (the raw youths) and society: The oppressor and the oppressed,” leading with a song called “They Fuck You Over” makes a hell of a lot of sense. Crunchy guitars start low in the mix before leaping forward as bassist Jamie Aaron provides some bratty background vocals to Gender Bender’s plea for rebellion against those who would, well, fuck you over. “I try to manage this game,” she sings, “by doing the worst that I can.”

“It’s really the story of the band,” she said of the track in a press release. “Back in Guadalajara…

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