Crys. 26. Lover of animals, children, photography, words, books, solitude, yoga and coffee, of course. Presently studying Elementary Education, living in an apartment with my cat, treading through the endless task of Life and Figuring Things Out. I have an opinion about everything. You've been forewarned.
Please note that all photographs are my own unless otherwise stated. Same with the writing.
Also please note that I talk about sex often, post photographs and porn gifs as well. This blog is NSFW. Also, the headline of this blog is from Mary Oliver's Starlings in Winter poem.
I think a lot, this is my face., and am inspired by things of this nature
I have a second blog which which focuses on my sexual exposés. If you'd like to follow that one, send me a message.
Please note that all photographs are my own unless otherwise stated. Same with the writing.
Also please note that I talk about sex often, post photographs and porn gifs as well. This blog is NSFW. Also, the headline of this blog is from Mary Oliver's Starlings in Winter poem.
I think a lot, this is my face., and am inspired by things of this nature
I have a second blog which which focuses on my sexual exposés. If you'd like to follow that one, send me a message.
"In my own worst seasons I’ve come back from the colorless world of despair by forcing myself to look hard, for a long time, at a single glorious thing: a flame of red geranium outside my bedroom window. And then another: my daughter in a yellow dress. And another: the perfect outline of a full, dark sphere behind the crescent moon. Until I learned to be in love with my life again. Like a stroke victim retraining new parts of the brain to grasp lost skills, I have taught myself joy, over and over again."
Barbara Kingsolver
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