New baking blog
Hello lovers,
it’s been a while - I’ve got a new baking blog I’ve started up
http://cakeittilyoumakeit.tumblr.com/
go have a look and follow if you desire.
x
Peek a boo.
Meooow.
I cut it off.
Baking.
Making a baking blog - Any suggestions on what to name it?
B-E Aggressive
One of my girlfriends and I extensively talk about our bedrooms antics. One topic that continually comes up: Guys, please stop being so gentle. Throw us around a little more. Don’t be afraid to shove us up against a wall, pin us down. Show us raw passion and desire. I feel incredibly sexy when a man is hungry and yearning to pleasure me.
Stop being timid and shy while we’re getting it on. If I tell you that you can have your way with me, then have your way with me. Toss me around like a dog toy. Pull. Squeeze. Tug. Bite. Choke. (The last might require some communication.)
Sex only gets better when you discuss likes, dislikes, turn-ons, and turn-offs. Like any craft and art, improvements come with practice.
It’s all about the confidence, and if you don’t have it, fake it until you make it.
Guys, one more thing. Sometimes we want a beard burn.
YES.
Jump my bones.
Curly hair is curly.
69.
lovers (followers). Thank you. You’re all sexy. x
30 things to stop doing to yourself
30 things to stop doing to yourself
Stop spending time with the wrong people. Life is too short to spend time with people who suck the happiness out of you. If someone wants you in their life, they’ll make room for you. You shouldn’t have to fight for a spot. Never, ever insist yourself to someone who continuously overlooks your worth. And remember, it’s not the people that stand by your side when you’re at your best, but the ones who stand beside you when you’re at your worst that are your true friends.
(Source: msdeenyc)
Sometimes, all a girl needs is a good spanking.
Love.
I thought I slammed the door shut
When you have closure with someone why doesn’t that person immediately vanish?
There has been distance and space, but he’s invading my dreams. The way he touches my leg, looks at me, and tells me everything will be okay, are torturing me. Get your hands off me. I know that face, cut it out. I know everything will be okay, but they’d be a heck of a lot better if I could continue to avoid you and your face.
Just when you thought you kicked heartache in the ass and beat that sucker, it comes back to haunt you.
I used to dream about slaying zombies and running in slow motion, can we please get back to those dreams, brain? Even after playing Skyrim, I am not dreaming about killing dragons, just this assface who broke my heart.
Damn it.
This - is - me - right - now. Ugh.
Oui.
