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uk-mature-women:

Reblog if you want to fuck this amazing mature UK milf’s arse as hard as you can

I finally figured out how you know your really growing up

when your a kid you use your imagination to fill in the gaps of inexperience in your blissful world of ignorance. when your older its all facts and real world insight, its knowing that if you don’t wake up and go to work today you wont have enough money to pay the bills, your food in the fridge will go bad, you, have to buy more on top of repaying that bill. its growing up wanting to be an astronaut or a firefighter and all the teachers you’ll ever have and your parents all encouraging you so your self confidence/esteem doesn’t get abruptly obliterated. unless your parents say otherwise, and spare you from finding out you aren’t cut out for the moon, or you weren’t hired because of the amount of competition to be a firefighter or you cant handle the sight of burnt human, or the describable destruction of a persons body and face as they go through the worst car crash of their life. Grade 1-5, 99% of your brain is made up of your imagination of life, while in  middles school its 75% as learn more about yourself and how stuff works. High school is dealing with reality half the time and trying to create yourself with a dream you had since you heard about people making that dream happen on a daily basis, 50-50 imagination and reality. Here comes college/university, the girls/guys are hot, alcohol is so readily available it comes out of the faucets (if your smart enough to have a part time job or privileged enough to have your parents be able to loan you the money to get through your post secondary endeavors), but now school is hard, now your free time is as free as a bird in a cage, with pinned wings, who’s crippled and neglected. sometimes. Now your out of school, its past you, out of your life for good. are you an astronaut? a firefighter? if so congratulations, bravo you beat them all your the happy 13% of the world who like their jobs (http://www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/on-leadership/wp/2013/10/10/only-13-percent-of-people-worldwide-actually-like-going-to-work/) or look up percent of people who like their jobs, its sad i know. if you are the 85-87% and your working in an office somewhere like 66% of the rest of the people then you probably thinking “why did i want to be that? what was i thinking? how come no one told me to be realistic? i could have saved so much more time looking and going to school for a job i liked originally instead of finding one close enough to what i like.” now you have to save money to go back to school meanwhile working to pay bills still. at this point your 99% real world truth, 1% of you holding on to something, a wish for another life, meanwhile your typing at a computer or writing s report, thinking of different ways to kill your boss to make it look like a accident (using that 1%) and remembering how you used to day dream more than that in school about scenarios that would never happen, like what would you do if a “bad-guy” came in the class room, or the perfect way to tell your crush you like them, or beat up the guy you like. now your “crush” is “who would you rather fuck” you discuss this with the guys/girls during coffee/smoke break, your imagination is primitive now, you dont have time for imagination, now you count hours and wonder why that guy is always so happy to go to work, whats he doing that I’m not? what you dont know is he goes home and instead of holding his wife/husband he holds a bottle of Jack’s in one hand and a S&W .45 in another, he sits and has tears roll down his eyes as he watches his favorite show about astronauts and firefighters who have beautiful homes and wives and he wonders what the fuck did he do wrong, where did he go wrong? how come he didnt beg his mom more to go to astronaut camp? how come he never asked out that girl? how come he never saved the money to get the course done for firefighting? how come hes the one person who is so lonely in a world of 7 billion. i bet that bullet that would turn his head inside out (because it was specially made by someone in china sitting at a press to make it a hollow point) is looking mighty friendly right about now, maybe a closer look at his friend is all he needs. life sucks all at once when you realize whats actually happening, what you have to do on a daily basis to live, no mother or father feeding you and buying your necessitates. but you have to move on get through the day, this is almost every day. Insanity - doing something over and over again expecting different results. This is why i am not afraid of death, im not afraid for it to come because it will end the stress, but i still want to see what i do and accomplish, like writting a test after a semester of school but you didnt study, you want the time to remember the course but wont mind the bell to ring so you can get out of there. 

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Aspen | Mark Hughes

miyama-h:

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miyama-h:

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nicevagina:

Get over your fucking self and learn to take some fucking criticism.The problem contains the fucking solution.

nicevagina:

Get over your fucking self and learn to take some fucking criticism.

The problem contains the fucking solution.

monsterman:

Sandahl Bergman & Arnold Schwarzenegger training for Conan the Barbarian

monsterman:

Sandahl Bergman & Arnold Schwarzenegger training for Conan the Barbarian