I Hate Vaginas On Tumblr

I Hate Vaginas On Tumblr




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I Hate Vaginas On Tumblr
A blog dedicated to many different, beautiful, beguiling, fascinating vaginas of the world
I’m pretty much just a regular (mid-20s) guy who loves lady’s vaginas. I’m not going to use any slang words to describe the “v” as I don’t want to cause offence and there simply isn’t one that does vaginas justice.
For me, the absolute GREATEST thing about vaginas, like the penis, is that they come in all shapes, sizes, colours etc. I find that really exciting. I’m also really BORED by the “mainstream” porn portrayal of tiny, hairless, “perfect” vaginas. There’s no such thing as a perfect vagina as all vaginas are perfect.
So here’s a place to look, appreciate, get turned on, whatever, by the most beautiful asset of humanity!
Feel free to submit if you like, there won’t be any ratings or anything obscene like that. Just appreciation!
And for those who want me to put my money where my mouth is, here’s a pic of me.
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Me. Weird. Edible. Part-time unicorn. Posting random stuff about life etc., trying to keep it on a funny level. I don't know what and how often yet, but all pictures are self-taken and yeah. Feel free to follow me, I'll probably follow back. Ask me whatever you want to know but don't expect me to be 100% serious.
People who stalk my blog? I know them all xD
So... Looks like you found me. Cookie?
Texts you’ll only get from writers…
Me, gracefully stumbling over water bottle, regarding every aspect of life
There’s a spider in my room since a few days that always goes the extra mile at night to ensure I wake up to the most complicated nets I’ve ever seen… Yesterday it was a web near my window at a 45° angle seemingly ending no where and today I wake up to find it floating in a web in the middle of my room
Me with sugar: Alright this will be just fine everyone we will get this done it might hurt at first but it will get easier just stay strong *smiles and jokes*
Me without sugar: *cries* I literally hate my life and everyone in it I just want to die. Also I just came up with 30 new ways of ending lives I really need to try them. FUCKING LOVE ME BITCH! *stabs innocent bystanders*
Found a few pictures from a cosplay me and my bestie did last summer. It was our first time ever so I’m quite proud of how the costumes turned out (even though I only did the skirts and we bought the rest xD) she did Fluttershy and I did Rainbow Dash
For this year I’m working on a EQG Pinkie Pie cosplay completely self-made, let me know if you want pictures of it when it is done
Someone seems to be very picky about who they share their wi-fi with…

i would strongly recommend that you memorize every post on this blog and restructure your whole personality towards reenacting every post
I just found out Karkat wasn’t Mexican ?
For one hour every evening, I sit down in my hut, close my eyes, clench my fists, and strain my entire body. I make sure to defecate and urinate before doing this so as to not soil myself. After one hour has gone by, I am dizzy, sore, and exhausted. I do this every evening, without fail, for 1160 days. On the 1160th day, I feel it at last. Something within me has changed--new possibilities have been unfastened and permeate my cells. I immediately bolt up, but the quickness and force of this movement after my intense full-body quivering causes me to briefly pass out. I fall over without serious injury, and I continue to lay on the floor, allowing myself a few minutes to physically relax. My blood fully circulated, I bolt up again and run out of my hut and over to my wealthier neighbor's cattle enclosure, where his docile heifers are still awake and placidly standing about. I carefully enter the enclosure, so as to not spook the beasts, but at the sight of their swollen udders I am overcome with excitement--not wanting to waste any time, I fall to my knees beside the closest one, and I begin to greedily drink straight from her teat. However, as soon as her milk is relinquished into my thieving mouth, I regain my sense of human dignity, and I awkwardly return to my hut to grab a clay pot, grateful that no one had seen me. I come back and milk the same cow, collecting her wondrous discharge into my pot, and upon finishing, I affectionately slap her fat sides...thank you, gentle creature, for your life of dutiful servitude!  
 Back in my hut, I light an oil lamp, I recite the prayer of the Cosmic Mind, and I drink the entire pot of frothy, fresh milk. Shortly afterwards, I go to sleep, and I awaken the next morning in good spirits. The day progresses as normal, and I have my first bowel movement in the late afternoon--it is entirely unremarkable, and I experience no other abdominal pain. Blessed be the stars above and the earth below, I have finally done it. I have developed lactase persistence
I am a angel inveztor for a Computer games company based in Poland
I love to whip them and make them eat out of dog bowls and make them animate sexual scenes
I am a angel inveztor for a Computer games company based in Poland
I'm happy you're reading this. I'm happy you're still here with us 💕
Dude. Thank you so much. I've been on the run since 2002 after committing a string of murders targeting senior women in the Akron, Ohio area and it's been really hard. Stuff like this really makes me glad to still be here ♥️
Theyre gradually alienating me from the Mutual aid org at the local college by not talking to me or personally inviting me to their events I think because i violated some form of Bushido code by sending a Cum Town segment to the signal chat. I think that i violated Bushido and they re trying to get me to kill myself
I heard that on the atarbucks secret menu they added a drink with a extra dose of the chemical that makes you infertile and rewirws your brain to have a maternal attachment to movie characters . You gotta ask for it "Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation Style"
finally going to therapy like you all have been suggesting. i hope my new therapist is a brunette so i can make her feel plain and homely. if shes a blonde it's fine i can just gaslight her but it won't be as satisfying. like the difference between hurting a dumb animal and torturing a man with a sense of self and rationality. either way im looking forward to improving my distress tolerance
i showed my therapist this post and apparently it demonstrates emotional intelligence and interpersonal effectiveness and my therapists wants me to humiliate the other clients into being normal
regular self-aministration of essential oils by oral has caused my liver to develop what my allopath describes as “bong resin”
Yo im sorry i know i said i was a therapist specializing in helping adopted children cope with their ODD but i WAS lying. I actually made your Romanian son worse and i taught him how to open bottles of nyquil. Better lock that stuff up LOL. For you. BTW. I also taught him how to process nyquil into a potent dissociative sedative
the first time i completed a past life regression, i had a black cloth sack over my head and stones placed over my chest.
i walked into the hollistic healing building and asked if i could play. the lady at the desk sighed, and said, we're usually not supposed to do this, but since the autisic guy whos poop we were spossed to eat never pulled up, sure. come this way and she grabbed my hand
and she lead me down the white sterile hallways into an equally white little room.
she turned off the lights and started singing and did all that stuff to me. then she said just meditate then left.
so, a lot of meditating later, i actually learned some pretty cool things about myself
My souls first evar job was the companion of a valiant and brave hangman, who traveled the world, slaying evildoers once and for all!
I served him by pulling down the tattered rags of the wicked as they suffocated, and quickly jerking/sucking their penises/eating theyre pussies to completion so that, as a final act of earthly mercy for their cruel souls, they may not need to face the lord our god with an erection, nor embaras themselves on earth!
In that life, I faced my end on my masters gallows after an act of betrayal that I will not entail. No one was there to replace my position- suck at my dick or lick at my boootyhole, and I died with a little spurt of pre at the tip and you could seeit cause he made my death slow out of anger and my thrashing made my pants fall down
My ghost floated up for days to see the Lord our god, but my penis was sticking out and i had a boner so he was really mad and sent me back to earth instead of letting me into heaven because theres nuns there and rhey dont want to see my frail body unclothed and especially not my junk or browned aas
So I was forced to reincarnate as peasants or some shit for a while
I woke up from my meditation ad took the roxks off my chest and cloth off my head, walked down the hallway into the lobby and out the door, but everyone outside gave me dirty looks, and then I looked down and it tuned out I had an erection and my pamtsbwre down but also my penis was also wet all the way down the shaft. so I was embarassd and ran back home as fast as I could and even crying a little bit cause I was so scared
But luckily nobody tried to kill me so i made it hom safely so i'm here to share what I learned with you
if i jack off two much in one morning i need too take a supplement of melted butter and parmesan cheese before ı can start my poductive day at subwai
taking a tolerance break from sudoku because it's desensitizing me to numbers
So I'm trying to cut back on dipping but I'm also an adept lightworker specializing in manifestation and well, everytime I get a craving, a pouch just appears in my lip. Any of yalls dealing with similar? Any advice?
finally going to therapy like you all have been suggesting. i hope my new therapist is a brunette so i can make her feel plain and homely. if shes a blonde it's fine i can just gaslight her but it won't be as satisfying. like the difference between hurting a dumb animal and torturing a man with a sense of self and rationality. either way im looking forward to improving my distress tolerance

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