Ask away....    Submit.................. all you little girls......   This is a glass window into my mind which is a nebula filled with a VY Canis Majoris brilliantly lit.

Straight male and that's me in the icon.

I love all girls... They all have something... But, that's not the question is it...


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"My duty moves along with my song:
I am I am not: that is my destiny.
I exist not if I do not attend to the pain
of those who suffer: they are my pains.
For I cannot be without existing for all,
for all who are silent and oppressed,
I come from the people and I sing for them:
my poetry is song and punnishment."
— Pablo Neruda

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    “Now she hates me. I have taught her that, at least.” ― William Faulkner, Light in August

    “Now she hates me. I have taught her that, at least.” 
    ― William FaulknerLight in August

    (Source: ilovesexymasturbation, via lynnedaniels)

    — 2 days ago with 2136 notes
    “It was the end for me. And yet not an end. In all the years which have since elapsed she remains the woman I loved and lost, the unattainable one […] I see myself forever and ever as the ridiculous man, the lonely soul, the wanderer, the restless frustrated artist, the man in love with love, always in search of the absolute, always seeking the unattainable.”—Henry Miller, Stand Still like the Hummingbird 

    “It was the end for me. And yet not an end. In all the years which have since elapsed she remains the woman I loved and lost, the unattainable one […] I see myself forever and ever as the ridiculous man, the lonely soul, the wanderer, the restless frustrated artist, the man in love with love, always in search of the absolute, always seeking the unattainable.”

    —Henry Miller, Stand Still like the Hummingbird 

    (via laced-up-and-spanked)

    — 2 days ago with 4207 notes
    “How long does it have to go on? This punishment? Haven’t I done time enough, haven’t I served my term? can’t I apply for a-pardon?” ― Tennessee Williams, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof

    “How long does it have to go on? This punishment? Haven’t I done time enough, haven’t I served my term? can’t I apply for a-pardon?” 
    ― Tennessee WilliamsCat on a Hot Tin Roof

    (Source: notlivingkillingtime, via dirtyxprettyxthingz)

    — 2 days ago with 258 notes
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“To think of him in the middle of the day lifts me out of ordinary living.” ― Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934

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    i-hate-the-beach.tumblr.com

    “To think of him in the middle of the day lifts me out of ordinary living.” 
    ― Anaïs NinThe Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934

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    — 2 days ago with 14 notes
    “Maybe the only thing that hints at a sense of Time is rhythm; not the recurrent beats of the rhythm but the gap between two such beats, the gray gap between black beats: the Tender Interval.” ― Vladimir Nabokov, Ada, or Ardor: A Family Chronicle

    “Maybe the only thing that hints at a sense of Time is rhythm; not the recurrent beats of the rhythm but the gap between two such beats, the gray gap between black beats: the Tender Interval.” 
    ― Vladimir NabokovAda, or Ardor: A Family Chronicle

    (Source: gifunit, via sonofbigbootymom)

    — 4 days ago with 109 notes
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“Although some men who were easy with their words said that it was worth sacrificing one’s life for a night of love with such an arousing woman, the truth was that no one made any effort to do so. Perhaps, not only to attain her but also to conjure away her dangers, all that was needed was a feeling as primitive and as simple as that of love, but that was the only thing that did not occur to anyone.” ― Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude


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    “Although some men who were easy with their words said that it was worth sacrificing one’s life for a night of love with such an arousing woman, the truth was that no one made any effort to do so. Perhaps, not only to attain her but also to conjure away her dangers, all that was needed was a feeling as primitive and as simple as that of love, but that was the only thing that did not occur to anyone.” 
    ― Gabriel Garcí­a MárquezOne Hundred Years of Solitude

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    — 4 days ago with 4 notes
    #sub  #submission 
    “The truly faithless one is the one who makes love to only a fraction of you. And denies the rest.” ― Anaïs Nin

    “The truly faithless one is the one who makes love to only a fraction of you. And denies the rest.” 
    ― Anaïs Nin

    (via scousemouthsblog)

    — 1 week ago with 237 notes
    “…for the human brain can become the best torture house of all those it has invented, established and used in a millions of years, in millions of lands, on millions of howling creatures.” ― Vladimir Nabokov, Ada, or Ardor: A Family Chronicle

    “…for the human brain can become the best torture house of all those it has invented, established and used in a millions of years, in millions of lands, on millions of howling creatures.” 
    ― Vladimir NabokovAda, or Ardor: A Family Chronicle

    (via femdommaleslave)

    — 1 week ago with 17 notes
    “It was the kind of voice that the ear follows up and down, as if each speech is an arrangement of notes that will never be played again.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

    “It was the kind of voice that the ear follows up and down, as if each speech is an arrangement of notes that will never be played again.” 
    ― F. Scott FitzgeraldThe Great Gatsby

    (Source: grimyj)

    — 1 week ago with 113 notes
    “I sat there for three hours and did not feel the time or the boredom of our talk and its foolish disconnection. As long as I could hear his voice, I was quite lost, quite blind, quite outside my own self.” ― Anaïs Nin

    “I sat there for three hours and did not feel the time or the boredom of our talk and its foolish disconnection. As long as I could hear his voice, I was quite lost, quite blind, quite outside my own self.” 
    ― Anaïs Nin

    (Source: slavecafe)

    — 1 week ago with 65 notes

    “She was dazzling— alight; it was agony to comprehend her beauty in a glance.” 
    ― F. Scott FitzgeraldThe Beautiful And Damned

    (Source: submissivefeminist)

    — 1 week ago with 60 notes
    “Each contact with a human being is so rare, so precious, one should preserve it.” ― Anaïs Nin

    “Each contact with a human being is so rare, so precious, one should preserve it.” 
    ― Anaïs Nin

    — 1 week ago with 37 notes
    “I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.” ― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

    “I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, 
    in secret, between the shadow and the soul.” 
    ― Pablo Neruda100 Love Sonnets

    (via d-yspathy)

    — 1 week ago with 45 notes
    “He was healthier than the rest of us, but when you listened with the stethoscope you could hear the tears bubbling inside his heart.” ― Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, Chronicle of a Death Foretold

    “He was healthier than the rest of us, but when you listened with the stethoscope you could hear the tears bubbling inside his heart.” 
    ― Gabriel Garcí­a MárquezChronicle of a Death Foretold

    (Source: jinxxxee)

    — 1 week ago with 100 notes