I love you so much Alexandra Saint Mleux, I will be like you
1 week ago
@mariloew
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My abortion was really one the most hated kind of abortion. I wasn’t underage. I wasn’t raped. I wasn’t in medical need.
I got pregnant not through some fluke or 1 in a 100 contraceptive failure. I got pregnant because I was knowingly and willfully having unprotected sex. Out of wedlock too if that matters.
It was my own fault, I was being irresponsible because I knew I could always get an abortion if I got pregnant. My abortion was as close as it comes to ‘using abortion as a contraceptive’ as anti-choicers love to say.
I didn’t abort it because my health was in danger or because I didn’t have the ability to care for it or whatever else. I did it purely because I didn’t want a child. I wanted sex and I didn’t want to deal with any consequences from it.
There’s no moral here. I don’t feel bad about it whatsoever. I suffered no karmic consequences or punishment from god. My life is amazing. I want to rub this in the face of every conservative and anti-choicer. I did the terrible thing. I had an abortion for the most selfish of reasons and literally nothing happened. Suck it.
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Toto Wolff a zionist so I will be deleting all the stuff I had with him in and hope for his recovery, thanks
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*sends out email I’ve been putting off* ah finally :). ah that’s a weight off my shoulders :). ah I can relax an– *receives response to email* what the fuck. what the fuck. what the fuckkkk
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50 000 fans gather in Oslo to congratulate the Norwegian men’s team for making it to the 2026 FIFA world cup for the first time since 1998.
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currently going crazy over this,,I mean THE BACK?? HIS BICEPS??HOW WIDE HE IS?? BUT THE WAIST?? THE V-LINE?? The video was uploaded like 4days ago I don’t remember but I still think about this is insane, HE is insane
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How to explain I want to be a wag?? Like not even joking, ik what people say about desiring being a man’s girlfriend and I agree but oh my god I would kill anyone to be Erling Haaland wifey
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Erling Haaland: Jealous Sex HC
💢 All the works are pure fictions, for entertainment purposes only so please, read it at your own will.
Find more at: Masterlist
- Erling Haaland x (female) reader
WARNINGS: SEX.
AN: Please like, reblog and give me feedback!
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todays image! good luck all. i’m going to explode if i don’t do my work but this is how i am spending my time so.
Keke so me frfr 🙏
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Just finished cónclave, and the first thing i did was search ao3 for benítez/ lawrence abo fics
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hrrtshape-deactivated20250705
do less than nothing. get more than everything.
law of assumption. simple. absolute. you assume, and it is. not later. not someday. not after a trial period of proving yourself worthy. now. immediately. because reality doesn’t gatekeep. it doesn’t ask for credentials. it reflects. that’s all it does.
assumption is the mechanism. reality is the mirror. you do not negotiate with a mirror. you do not convince it to show you something different. you assume, and it has no choice but to comply.
do you check every morning to make sure you still exist? do you investigate gravity before stepping out the door? no. you assume. and in assuming, you make it real. same with this.
you assume you’ve shifted, and you have. assume you are already living in your desired reality, and reality follows. even with something as minuscule as wanting to be pretty. congrats, know you are and expect results. there is no ‘trying.’ no ‘waiting for proof.’ no refreshing the page to see if it’s working. the moment you assume, it is.
this isn’t work. this isn’t effort. this isn’t some esoteric practice requiring discipline and sacrifice. this is law. mechanics. assumption does not require proof. assumption is the proof.
what you assume, you experience. not because you worked for it. not because you manifested ‘correctly.’ because that’s how this works. reality takes instruction. stop acting like it needs a second opinion.
sostop hoping. stop questioning. stop pacing back and forth waiting for confirmation. the world is not holding its breath, waiting for you to ‘get it right.’ you already have. you assumed. that’s enough.
do less. take more. not because you’re special. not because you got lucky. because this is how it works.
stop reaching. let it come to you.
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Car Trouble
Max Verstappen x Reader
Summary: in which it starts with Max insisting that you borrow one of his many cars while yours is in the shop and somehow turns into you being dragged away in handcuffs because (according to your jealous housemates) the only way you could ever afford a car like that is by having stolen it … suffice to say, your protective boyfriend is less than amused
Warnings: law enforcement abuse of power
The thing is, you know it’s a gamble the moment you put the key in the ignition. Your little car, a 2004 Fiat Panda with a chipped paint job and a suspiciously rattling exhaust, has been teetering on the edge for months. But it’s all you have, and it’s gotten you this far.
Except now, as you sit in Max’s driveway, the dashboard flickers ominously, a banner of orange warning lights. You groan, lean your head against the steering wheel, and curse under your breath. Maybe it’s the alternator. Or the battery. Or the car’s just finally decided it’s had enough.
Max is at his kitchen window, a mug of coffee in hand, his eyes narrowing as he watches you. He steps out, still in his Red Bull Racing hoodie, hair a mess, and jogs over. You don’t even get the chance to open your mouth before he’s leaning down, peering through your open window.
“Car trouble?” He asks, but it’s more of a statement than a question.
“Take a wild guess,” you mutter, throwing your hands up.
He chuckles, low and warm. “Let me have a look.”
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“we are the strongest pairing formula 1 has probably ever had" oh lewis, you’ve managed to erase nico rosberg out of your life again
