The name is Sammie - Country girl <3 - Family and friends are everything - Fun sized :) - Wild at heart - Get to know me :)
Let’s go on a camping trip. Let’s go hiking and get lost together. Let’s get into the car and drive across the country. Let’s stay at home and cook. Let’s sit on the couch and marathon a series on Netflix. Let’s sleep in then go explore the city. Let’s make love again and again. Let’s wake up early and be productive. Let’s take the dogs to the beach and have a wonderful time. Let’s do everything under the sun and more.
Anon (via lunsfuhd)
How do you manage to have fun (sexually) with your girl while she is on her period?
First, I have no qualms about fucking My girl when she is on her period.
I don’t because she prefers not to, for multiple reasons, primarily, you wouldn’t be all that interested in sex if you had the equivalent of a stomach ache from hell.
So what I tend to do, is man the fuck up, leave My dick in My pants, and I take care of My girl.
I make sure We have pain meds handy, as well as a good selection of movies, chocolate, and ice cream.
Then I cuddle the shit out of her for as long as she wants and go the fuck away when she wants to be left alone and come back and cuddle the shit out of her again when she wants Me back.
I don’t worry about how to have fun sexually. I worry instead about how to best take care of My partner.
Best answer ever 🙌
If you look at the fact that you have a roof over your head, food to eat, that you are young and beautiful and live in a peaceful land, then no, you have nothing to be sad about. But the fact is, we are not only a physical body, we have souls too, and sometimes our souls get sick. If you break a leg you don’t just say ‘I have no reason to have a broken leg’ and ignore it; you seek help. It’s the same when your soul gets hurt. Don’t apologize for being sad.
My doctor when I told her I had no reason to be sad (via hrive-ithiliel)
And it’s sunshine, blue eyes, tan lines, slow tide rollin’
White sand, cold can, koozie in my hand,
just a summertime strolling
Chillin’, breezing, sippin’, singin’ whoa beachin’
It’s strange how your childhood sort of feels like forever. Then suddenly you’re sixteen and the world becomes an hourglass and you’re watching the sand pile up at the wrong end. And you’re thinking of how when you were just a kid, your heartbeat was like a kick drum at a rock show, and now it’s just a time bomb ticking out. And it’s sad. And you want to forget about dying. But mostly you just want to forget about saying goodbye.
Beau Taplin (via quotethat)