#basement
My husband and I drove about 1829miles from Oklahoma to Massachusetts, and started a city life with full of hope :)
This is our “new” house. More than hundred years old and has the scary looking basement lol Well, it’s dusty but I kind of like it, also my kitties love to explore it!!
On the right, they are pictures of the living room, my office, hobby and boudoir room and the kitchen. There are many windows so it is pretty bright inside.
オクラホマから2943kmドライブし、マサチューセッツでの新生活を始めました。お家は築100年以上、映画などでよく見る「人が監禁されてそう」な地下室あります笑 埃っぽいですが、色んなものを放り込めるし、何と言ってもニャンズが探検を楽しんでおります^^
右手は上から、リビング、私のオフィス兼趣味部屋兼ワードローブ、そしてキッチン。窓がたくさんあり、とっても明るいお家です。
#newlife #massachusetts #house #home #boudoir #basement #新生活 #マサチューセッツ #家 #ホーム #ワードローブ #地下室
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…It is unknown when exactly this house was abandoned but it must have been sometime after the 1980′s due to the fact that the heater in the flooded basement is labeled “Sterling Oil Company”, a business which came to being in 1983 for Virginia residents. The basement looks to be flooded with at least 3 to 4 feet of stagnant water…
Full Story —> http://www.abandonedplaygrounds.com/the-abandoned-green-house-and-flooded-basement-in-virginia/
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Among all those fucking BDSM devices, cages are special. A very simple metal cage, is the only thing you really need to train your piglet.
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All Fucked Up//The Amity Affliction
Fever Dream//Movements
Bad Machine//Boston Manor
You Can Count On Me//Trophy Eyes
Is It So Much To Adore// Balance And Composure
Ghost in My Home// Point North
Here’s a video snap of an awesome shoot I did last week with Sadie. The shoot went totally off the rails when she started to untie/undo everything before I was finished. I thought two could play this game and so we did. It took a little while, but her goose was cooked (even if she didn’t know it yet!)
BondageJunkies.com is now live! Take a moment to take a look and let me know what you think.
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- every year, the bluebonnets appear, almost overnight. every year, thousands of people flock to them. it bothers you that no one really questions why.
- “how can I help y’all?” the waitress asks, looking over your shoulder. you are the only one in the diner.
- you’ve been driving towards el paso for hours, but you swear the scenery hasn’t changed. out on the horizon, the turbines have stopped spinning.
- y’all come back now, y’ hear? the sign on the highway says, its once-bright paint faded and peeling. this is not a farewell. it’s a warning.
- no one really swims in the lakes. ask anyone why, and they’ll mutter something about the cleanliness or the fish. they won’t meet your eyes.
- you haven’t seen a cicada in years, but their rattling hiss haunts your every step on hot summer days. at least, you hope it’s just the cicadas.
- there are no basements in north texas, despite the tornadoes. folks would rather face the wrath of the skies than what lies beneath the clay.
Perfection - truth in fiction
