As Shadow protects, the Flame ignites and the passion swells from within. I wield both the Shadow and the Flame at my discretion, to my advantage. I am a male Dominant in a committed bond to My Only.This blog displays many of my inner thoughts and/or desires. Should you choose to peruse, I take no responsibility if I scar your under 18 year old soul. Also, scanning through these posts at work might result in you becoming instantly unemployed. Translation: this is an 18+/NSFW blog. I own none of these images.
Risk! Risk anything! Care no more for the opinion of others, for those voices. Do the hardest thing on earth for you. Act for yourself. Face the truth.
— Katherine Mansfield (via aslovelyasatree)
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The body always expresses the spirit whose envelope it is. And for him who can see, the nude offers the richest meaning.
— Auguste Rodin (1840–1917, France)
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The body is both a pleasure palace and a torture chamber.
— Charles Levin (via desirenoir)
There’s a fine line between pleasure and pain. Love me like a ball and chain.
— Brian Setzer (via desirenoir)
Disbelief in magic can force a poor soul into believing in government and business.
— ― Tom Robbins (via gene-how)
Many wealthy people are little more than janitors of their possessions.
— Frank Lloyd Wright, architect (1867-1959)
Life is the path you beat while you walk it.
— Antonio Machado (via lyssahumana)
Use what talents you possess; the woods would be very silent if no birds sang except those who sang best.
— Henry Van Dyke (via lyssahumana)
You need the sort of facilities where you can have a cuppa tea and wander around the garden and then come in and do whatever you have to do, instead of walking into a studio… down a flight of steps into fluorescent lights and opening up a big door that’s soundproof and there’s acoustic tiles everywhere.
— Jimmy Page on Headley Grange. From NME, 1971 (via fuckyeahzeppelin)
An artist, under pain of oblivion, must have confidence in himself, and listen only to his real master: Nature.
— Pierre-Auguste Renoir (via lyssahumana)
The world is a stage, but the play is badly cast.
— Oscar Wilde (via lyssahumana)
Science knows no country, because knowledge belongs to humanity, and is the torch which illuminates the world.
— Louis Pasteur (via lyssahumana)
break wild roses, scatter them over her.
The thorns between us sting like love’s pain.
Her flesh, bitter and salt to my tongue,
I taste with endless kisses and taste again
Elsa Gidlow
1898-1986 — (via slightlysinfulone)
The thorns between us sting like love’s pain.
Her flesh, bitter and salt to my tongue,
I taste with endless kisses and taste again
Elsa Gidlow
1898-1986 — (via slightlysinfulone)
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Passion, it lies in all of us, sleeping… waiting… and though unwanted… unbidden… it will stir… – Joss Whedon
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