this weird noodle was running around all over the pool cover tonight it was hilarious
Just had a blackberry for the first time. And I don’t know why, but it was a very erotic experience.
Blackberries, to me, are similar to vulvas.
On the outside, they are beautiful, soft, gentle, mesmerizing. I could stare at a blackberry for hours.
When I slid it into my mouth, it was a symphony of sweetness and earthiness. The inside was as delicious as the outside…just like going down on a woman.
Blackberries are visually and orally appetizing.
I felt the juice coat my tongue, and my mouth watered. I licked my lips and swallowed.
I felt an erotic power radiate from my mouth and my stomach to my entire body. I yearned for more blackberries. I had three more.
I have a newfound love for delicious, delicious blackberries.
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It bugs me when people are unnecessarily mean. Like, you didn’t have to make that comment. You could have just kept your mouth shut and left that person not feeling bad about themselves. What do you gain from making someone else feel like shit? Nothing of substance. Maybe a fleeting moment of power but that’s gone as soon as it comes so why? There’s enough unhappiness in the world without you adding to it.