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Why are goosebumps called goosebumps
Why do I always think about suicide? I always think about how easy it would be. I think about harming myself. I want to see the skin split when I cut it and watch the blood pour out. I wanna hear my skin sizzle when I press the hot metal on my skin to burn myself. Why do i constantly think like this?
Our bodies could be skin on skin and I’d still pull you closer.
Why are goosebumps called goosebumps
few people know this but there are actually tiny geese trapped under your skin. when you get cold they think it’s time to fly south for the winter so they try to break free and the bumps on your skin are their beaks trying to break through.
trust me. i am a goosologist. i study geese. my wife is a goose. we have three beautiful goose-human hybrid children. don’t judge our love.
The naked female body is treated so weirdly in society. It’s like people are constantly begging to see it, but once they do, someone’s a hoe.
Anonymous asked:
heavenly-hashish-deactivated201 answered:
Man you’re brave hahaha that’s great
Anonymously tell me your secrets
rough sex where you don’t have to worry about being quiet or anyone walking in on you and you can be 100% naked and open and loud as you want to be is where. it. is. fucking. at.
Have you ever just looked in the mirror after you come out the shower?
Just staring at your naked body?
Then you realize all the little things.
The scars on your hips.
The bruises on your legs
The cellulite on your thighs
The stretch marks on your tummy
How your breasts aren’t all that perky
have you ever just though how ugly you are
despite the fact people say your beautiful
and amazing
and they don’t know how you can’t see it?
You just feel
Useless
Pathetic
Weird
Worthless
ugly?
because that’s how i feel every single day.
Dear Razor Blade
I miss the cold kiss you left on my skin…
I miss the red tears left in its place…
I miss the scars that were like hickeys after I put you away.Sincerely,
Relapse.P.S. hope to see you soon.
Anxiety
That’s what’s killing her.
She’s lost
She’s full of fear
Sometimes she feels uncomfortable in her own skin
She wants to flee
Disappear
And turn off the thoughts
Swarming through her head
She wants to lock herself inside her room
Where no one can see her
The outside wolrd frightens her
She’d rather be alone
Where anxiety doesn’t haunt her.