Just Me

NSFW. 18+ Only!! A lot of content is re-blogged. I am 34 and finding my way as not only a single woman, but also as a single mom. I am on a journey to find true happiness with my life. This is my outlet. I post what I like & what I want. I hope you enjoy what you see & thanks for visiting me! oxxo ~❤️M

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It’s been one of those days… Crashin out… 💋M

Just some random photos to round out the night before I crash. I hope y’all had a good week! oxxo ~💋M

earlofslander:

omgbuglen:

The satanic leaf tailed gecko with flying fox wings.

Tell me that is not a baby dragon I dare you

I want one lol :)

(via msnyder82)

(via msnyder82)

saythankyoumaster:

Kitty’s always getting into trouble in the kitchen. Even with the mandoline.

so-personal:

everything personal

saythankyoumaster:

That’s a good little blue eyed cock slut.

saythankyoumaster:

Kitty wants to have a taste before her nap.

saythankyoumaster:

Kitty wants to have a taste before her nap.

saythankyoumaster:

When I pull out and let you feel my warm cum allllll over your sweaty back.

saythankyoumaster:

When I pull out and let you feel my warm cum allllll over your sweaty back.

Until I started taking my antidepressants, though, I didn’t actually know that I was depressed. I thought the dark staticky corners were part of who I was. It was the same way I felt before I put on my first pair of glasses at age 14 and suddenly realized that trees weren’t green blobs but intricate filigrees of thousands of individual leaves; I hadn’t known, before, that I couldn’t see the leaves, because I didn’t realize that seeing leaves was a possibility at all. And it wasn’t until I started using tools to counterbalance my depression that I even realized there was depression there to need counterbalancing. I had no idea that not everyone felt the gravitational pull of nothingness, the ongoing, slow-as-molasses feeling of melting down into a lump of clay. I had no way of knowing that what I thought were just my ingrained bad habits — not being able to deposit checks on time, not replying to totally pleasant emails for long enough that friendships were ruined, having silent meltdowns over getting dressed in the morning, even not going to the bathroom despite really, really, really having to pee — weren’t actually my habits at all. They were the habits of depression, which whoa, holy shit, it turns out I had a raging case of.

so-personal:

everything personal

Yes, I am.

Asker Anonymous Asks:
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lifeofgorgeouschaos32 lifeofgorgeouschaos32 Said:

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