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Brendan Collins | 22 | single | Calgary Alberta Canada| cabinit maker | vape the pain away | follow back | dont like what i post? UNFOLLOW MY ASS skype: zombitch15 instagram : Zombitch15
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Behold! My floating shelf with a rose quartz lamp! I used Bloodwood, paduk and Purpleheart with a sliding dovetail. From milling to finishing I really enjoyed the whole process. This made me think and try new things and I look forward to making more things like this. When I walked into my room it was filled with good vibes. I'm very pleased with myself for making the project. 😄Thank you very much @cwestcustomfixtures for the opportunity to create new ideas. #woodworking #apprentice #apprenticelife #cabinetmaker #joinery #goodvibes #rosequartz #woodart

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Yesterday I finished assembling a floating shelf for the lamp in my room. I cut a sliding dovetail dado using a router. Getting a tight fit was nerve-wracking but also fun and challenging. I wasn't able to apply finish today, but hopefully tomorrow I'll get around to it. #apprentice #apprenticelife #cabinetmaker #woodworking #joinery (at C-West Custom Fixtures Inc.)

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me:  the stars are beautiful tonight

you: yeah

me:  you know what else is beautiful

you: (blushing) what?

me:  the moon.  the planets.  the rest of the galaxy.  i fucking love space

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Just Fuck Me Don’t be afraid to hurt me. I know you worry. Please don’t. I’m not as fragile as you think. Don’t tug my hair. Grab it. Force me to my knees with your hands in my hair wrapped in a fist. Pull hard. Make my eyes water. Don’t graze your teeth along my skin. Devour me. Bite down until I cry out. Then do it again. Don’t caress my throat. I want to feel your fingers wrap tightly around it. Feel my pulse hammer into your palm. Feel the breath short in my chest and that little bit of panic set in. Don’t nudge my knees apart. Move them like they’re yours to spread. With intention. With possession. Don’t hold my hands. I want to feel your strong grip around my wrists. Use all your weight. Make me lie still. I want it to still hurt tomorrow. I want to see the bruises. The welts. The handprints. Don’t ask me if I’m ok. I need to let go and not think. I need you to make me yours. Let my body answer for me with each shudder and moan. With the pool of wetness between my thighs. These are the things I can’t control. I don’t want to control. That’s the point. Don’t doubt. Don’t worry. Don’t overthink. Just fuck me.

(via wxrthlessfemale)

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I went home for the first time in months. I had a panic attack from the smell when I tried sleeping there. I left crying Remembering nights that I tried so hard to forget.

For the first time this year I found myself screaming in my car on the way to a nearby town.

The flashbacks from my high school years ran through my mind Over and over.

Making me wish I was dead. Making me contemplate swerving into traffic.

They say family will always be there. Which I think is the problem. I convince myself I can handle them. And I pretend to care. Until I realize that place, Those people, All make me wish I had never existed.