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  • beingthelightinthedarkness
    08.12.2021 - 11 minutes ago

    "Can You Say What You Mean and Mean What You Say?"

    “Can You Say What You Mean and Mean What You Say?”

    “Nobody Right, Nobody Wrong” Michael Franti & Spearhead If I’ve learned anything in the last decade, it’s the lasting impact of words. I used to be extremely careless with mine and have paid for it. Now, I’m currently in the process of working out what is too much and what is not enough. Do I stay silent or speak up? How much do I share or keep to myself? Who should I tell or not tell? Is it…

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  • the-house-of-beauty
    08.12.2021 - 13 minutes ago

    Just saw a proshipper saying "WEll Do You Part anD Don't Be A Asss Person"

    Like, no. I will not do it. You are HURTING people and you don't care o probably are just a ignorant lol

    #plus you don't wanna hear another opinions #lo siento pero #no#jodanse#fuck proshippers#lmao #why do you expect me to be kind #When I see someone CLEARLY harming himself and others? #think about consecuences
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  • hathfrozen
    08.12.2021 - 22 minutes ago

    shouuuuuld i post the rest of this truly shameful porn to ao3 or just here, seeing as it is entirely without merit or dignity? i recently rewatched 2.10 hunted and was like i should do a coda and remembered i did do a coda but it turned into just porn and it was so porny i hid it away in my google docs and i realize most of my recent output has been less smut centered and/or the smut has been less graphic and this is....both of those things. an homage to j2′s questionable acting choices when sam gets dean untied/the iconic face grab.

    anyway. here is 2k of what is a 5k porn extravaganza shamelessly sexualizing the intense emotions of a complex episode <3 lmk if you think it deserves to go to the tumblr misfit club or to ao3

    Sam talks the whole speed-drive back to the motel. He’s rambling breathlessly, explaining how he got past Gordon’s traps, about some girl named Ava and how he’s not the only one with visions. Even from his peripheral, Dean can see how wired Sam is, leg bouncing and hands flailing in gesticulation, cheeks high with color.

    Dean’s listening, he absolutely is, because he wants to know every millisecond of how Sam spent his time away from Dean, and because it’s not often he sees Sam, composed, sweet Sam, strung out on adrenaline like this.

    Dean’s listening, but in this frayed way, because Sam might be riding the easy high of an escape well-made, but Dean’s tension-strung on the sounds of those blasts, on the sight of Gordon’s rifle aimed at Sam’s head, on the ringing silence of the motel room when he woke up to it empty. 

    Once they’re back inside the room, Dean uses his best in-charge voice to say, “Alright. Why don’t you take a shower, then I’ll patch you up, and then—”

    Sam’s big, broad hands grip Dean by the shoulders, turn him roughly around, and then Sam’s kissing him like he’s going for broke. He’s so warm, his boy is, always been so fucking warm. Dean groans, and the rumble of emotions he’s been wrestling with rising in a frantic wave, the way it feels sometimes when he’s in the middle of a hunt, this surge of energy. 

    Dean puts his hands on Sam’s little waist, and shoves at him, hard, harder, until Sam’s stumbled all the way back against the nearest wall. Sam pants at him, all fuck-me-eyes and parted lips. Dean shoves a leg between Sam’s, and presses at him until Sam widens his knees enough he slides down the wall slightly, more level with Dean and more disarmed by the off-balance.

    Once Dean has Sam where he wants him, Sam sinks his teeth into his lip and rests his hands on Dean’s hips, waiting. His face is still blood-streaked and whatever energy horniness is lending him, his body is still shaking finely in exhaustion; Dean can see it in his shoulders. 

    “I can’t believe you,” Dean gets out, finally.

    Sam reacts, but only to the fact that Dean has spoken, not to anything he’s actually said. He worries at his lip, then wraps his arms around Dean’s shoulders and tugs until Dean tilts forward helplessly. Sam kisses Dean’s neck, over the sweat and grime, loving at the skin with soft lips and a wet tongue. He kisses up the line of it, nipping at Dean’s ear. 

    “Had to come get you,” Sam breathes, and more kisses follow. “So fucking scary—You’re okay, God. Fuck—”

    Another surge of feeling and Dean shoves his hand up the front of Sam’s t-shirt, all the way up to his chest and slams Sam against the wall, hard enough Sam makes a sound, then grins brightly at Dean. Dean crowds into him. 

    “I’m okay?” Dean snaps. “Do you have any—I heard those traps go off and I—” He stops to collect himself, and Sam hands are all over him, soothing noises coming from his reddened mouth. Dean puts his other hand on Sam’s throat. “Who do you think took Gordon out when he was sharpshooting you, huh? It was me, that’s how he got me.”

    “I’m s—”

    “No!” Dean interrupts, wild. “I don’t want your apology, I don’t care that he got me. I—what I’m saying—” His nostrils flare. “Don’t you ever fucking run off on me again, Sammy.”

    Sam licks his lips, eyes hooded and hands tight on Dean’s hips. “Dean—”

    Dean crowds in even closer, speaking directly into Sam’s mouth. Sam keeps trying for a kiss and Dean keeps evading him. “What I’m sayin’—I’m sayin’ you’re only safe with me, you got it? I take care of you. I do.”

    Sam whines and wriggles a little, like he knows he can’t move like this and wants to anyway. 

    “Shoulda let me kill him,” Dean breathes, licking up the blood dried across Sam’s face. “Swear to God, Sammy.” He holds Sam by the jaw and moves him as he pleases while he kisses and licks mindlessly. “You ain’t ever running off like that.”

    Sam wriggles again. “Or what? You’ll kill me?”

    Dean bites his cheek. “Not funny. Or what? Or I’ll hole us up somewhere so far off there’ll be no place you can go anyway.”

    Sam’s breath hitches and Dean can hear him thinking over how serious that threat is. “I knew you’d find me.”

    “Then why’d you fuckin’ leave?” Dean asks and continues without waiting for a response. “He was gonna kill you, man. He almost did. Why would you do that? Leave me, when you know I’m not gonna let anything happen to you? Huh? You that stupid?”

    Sam swallows audibly. “Not stupid,” he says, then more urgently, “Dean, I’m fine. I’m okay, we get into shit all the time, okay? I’m alright.” He’s speaking in a rush, words tumbling out and body going restless. Sam grabs Dean’s hand under his shirt and drags it down to his jeans, over the bulge of his cock, half-hard and hot even through the denim. Sam repeats, breathless, “I’m okay.”

    Dean groans, and slips his hand from Sam’s jaw back to his throat while he undoes the button and zip on Sam’s jeans.

    Sam sucks in air through his teeth, eyes squeezing shut as he says, “Yes.”  “Off,” Dean grunts, tugging at Sam’s jacket and shirt. 

    While Sam does that, Dean cups his palm over the familiar shape of Sam’s cock in his boxers, squeezing and circling with his palm, cradling him as he gets harder and harder. Dean could do this, get Sam hard, on repeat for hours and hours and be content. Almost rivals making Sam come.

    Once Sam’s shucked off his jacket and shirt, Dean goes straight for a nipple while he tugs Sam’s cock out of his boxers and through the open fly. Sam moans, nice and open, isn’t even being difficult about letting Dean hear him, good boy.

    Sam’s got a great dick, thick and curved and smooth, with one vein Dean likes to trace, and he leaks sticky and wet from the get go. Dean moves up to kiss Sam’s mouth while he gives his cock a hello with his fingers, rubbing all over it, cupping Sam’s heavy balls and tugging at the trimmed hair of his pelvis.

    “Stop teasing,” Sam whispers, strained. “Not tonight, Dean, I—”

    “Not gonna tease,” Dean promises, and means it. He wraps his fist around that pretty dick and tugs firm and fast.

    Sam inhales in little hitches, eyes slipping nearly shut as his chin tips up and his chest heaves, ribs bumping under Dean’s free hand, which is roaming greedily. At one point, Sam’s hand wanders down to Dean’s jeans, brushing over the straining line of Dean’s cock in question. Dean knocks his hand away and Sam doesn’t even fight it, just gnaws at his lip and clutches Dean’s shoulder instead.

    “Fuck,” Sam mutters, looking down at where Dean’s fist is flying over his wet cock. Dean watches Sam watch, and sways at the arousal crashing over him in waves. Sam breathes harder. “Fuck, yeah. Dean—”

    Dean hums and strokes faster, concentrating over the head. Sam’s head knocks back and his eyes widen slightly, mouth gaping. “If—um, like that—Gonna, gonna—” Sam tries, entirely incoherent. His cock is swelling even harder in Dean’s hold, thighs spreading and going stiff. 

    Dean almost never lets Sam get off this easy and quick, even when he isn’t purposefully teasing. He doesn’t think he’s gotten Sam off fast and no fuss by hand in months. Dean kisses Sam’s mouth, his own dick hot in his jeans and his pulse pounding in his wrists and temple. 

    It’s been maybe three minutes since Dean got Sam’s dick out, but then the average hunt gets both of them wound up, and this wasn’t even close to average. Sam hisses, chest going blush-red, and muscles spasming in his flat stomach. 

    “Sammy,” Dean moans, wretched. He tangles his free hand in Sam’s hair and like that, Sam’s eyes roll back and his hips pump and thick jets of come fly up onto their bodies. 

    Sam’s hand snakes down to cup his own balls, something he does every once in a while, automatic and nasty, that always threatens to end the natural order of Dean’s brain function. 

    “God, yeah,” Dean whispers, kissing eagerly at the stretch of Sam’s throat while he keeps tugging Sam’s cock. “Yeah, keep coming, baby.” 

    Sam makes a sound that’s high and strangled and embarrassing, and thus hot enough to make Dean’s dick flex. Sam’s free hand sinks into Dean’s hair, and his nails scratch Dean’s scalp through the last milliseconds of the orgasm. Dean keeps playing with Sam’s cock, his fingers absolutely creamed up and sticky, until Sam bites his shoulder and bats his hand away. 

    “Skin,” is the first thing out of Sam’s mouth, his hands scrambling at Dean’s clothing.

    Dean groans, and definitely gets jizz all over his clothes as he strips, and can’t care less. Sam kicks off his boots and jeans, and then he’s on Dean, pressing as much of their bodies together as he can. Sam walks them back and knocks Dean onto the bed, clambering onto him immediately. 

    “Love fucking you so much,” Sam mutters into Dean’s mouth, hands rubbing up and down Dean’s arms and then flanks, all indulgent and sweeping. 

    Dean laughs a little. Sam gets a bit loopy, all sweet and dirty and saying whatever comes to mind, when he blows hard enough. The laughter doesn’t even faze Sam, he keeps rocking on top of Dean, even grabs one of Dean’s and puts it on his ass. 

    This Sam is fucked into pure being. Dean can do this for Sam. He’d never guess the boy moaning over him, cock out and sticky with come, the boy smiling while he kisses Dean, spent the past two days spiraling down because their father wants—wanted—him dead. Dean stiffens at the thought, banishing it away by slipping his hand under Sam’s boxers and stroking the velvety thin skin around his hole, tracing through the fine hairs there.

    Sam bites his lip and rubs a thumb over Dean’s nipple, thigh sliding between Dean’s to press down onto Dean’s cock. “Wanna fuck me? You can,” he offers, like Dean couldn’t guess by the whorish way he’s squirming for it. 

    Dean always wants to fuck Sam. If Sam bent over in the middle of a hunt or the middle of an argument or the middle of a goddamn grocery store, and said, “Do it,” Dean would get his cock out in record time. It’s a constant state of being. 

    These hunters cropping up and coming after Sam, crying abomination, like Dean Winchester isn’t walking around defiling his own baby brother as a matter of habit. Dean outpaced Sam in corruption a long time ago, from the very first moment Sam pressed his lips to Dean, quick and clumsy, and pulled away, eyes a nervous question, and Dean just tugged him back in for another kiss, wetter and rougher. 

    “Wanna fuck your mouth,” Dean grounds out, and Sam’s eyes light up.

    “Fuck yeah,” Sam agrees, starting to slide down Dean’s body. 

    Dean grabs him by the hair and yanks to stop him. Sam stills with a small sound, brow furrowed in confusion.

    Sam is—very pretty. On a matter of principle and Sam being his bitchy kid brother, Dean can’t say that very much, but every time he looks at him it smacks Dean over the head. Sometimes he wonders what college was like for Sam before Jess, if he made the rounds through a couple frat houses or something, because fuck, a boy that pretty doesn’t go unnoticed and Sam, despite his posturing, really likes sex. Maybe his standards were lower back then. 

    Dean shuts his eyes, heart pounding.

    Sam goes for his throat, loving on it, apparently unperturbed by Dean losing his grip in the middle of sex. Which, actually, fair enough. Sam’s working on a mark over Dean’s pulse, wet and noisy, as Dean rights himself. 

    “Get on your back,” he instructs roughly.

    Sam laughs a little and his face appears in front of Dean’s. “Bossy tonight,” he teases, like that isn’t how they both usually prefer it anyway. He gives Dean a quick kiss, and before pulling away mutters, “I missed you,” as if they weren’t apart for a matter of days.

    Then, also as if he didn’t just drop an anvil on Dean’s chest, Sam slides off of Dean and to the side, laying flat out beside Dean. There’s nothing to do but scream or keep screwing his brother, so Dean lifts up and stretches out over Sam, effectively switching their positions. Sam raises his brow and puts a hand on Dean’s ass, tugging, clearly expecting that Dean is going to move up to fuck his mouth. 

    Dean snorts, to make Sam blush indignantly, because Dean’s…fucked up. Then Dean softens his face and cups Sam’s cheek with his hand briefly before putting his index finger to the seam of Sam’s lips. 

    “Open up, Sammy.” 

    Dean gets to watch Sam’s pupils dilate that last impossible amount, so that his eyes are almost entire black. Sam more relaxes his mouth than opens it, but that just means it’s a clinging, smooth slide into it when Dean pushes his finger. Dean waits, and Sam sucks, just like that, without having to be asked. He’s breathing harshly through his nose, but so is Dean. 

    #x #it was the finger sucking/fucking that really struck me as embarrassingly pornographic with no redeeming qualities #lmao #anyway i'm trying to capitalize on already written drafts to keep my ao3 more active as i work on current projects if u couldnt tell #but see most of my written drafts have not been published for a reason so i need ur opinions sometimes thanks bestiessss
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  • crazycatsiren
    08.12.2021 - 31 minutes ago

    This is something that has been sitting with me, so I am going to talk about it.

    There are reasons why often times, there are no straight forward/black and white answers to what is "closed", what is "open", and why.

    I'm going to speak from what I know. I'm Chinese. If a non Chinese person, especially a Westerner, were to ask me, "can I practice Chinese folk religion?" My initial thought would honestly be, "why would you want to?"

    The folk religion of the people of my motherland was created by the Chinese for the Chinese. Why would you, a foreigner and a white person, want to take part in something that was made completely without you in mind?

    On the other hand, I personally see no reason why Chinese folk religion should be closed in the same manner as Hoodoo or Judaism. But would a white person practicing the folk religion of my native land make me at least a bit uncomfortable? Probably. Because I don't think it was intended to be universal. Because I think it was created by my people for my people with only my people in mind, then passed down through generations to my people today. Because it is very much still a living tradition for my people in my native land, an important part of my people's lives, and an aspect of my people's identity. Because inviting foreigners to participate is one thing, but foreigners just going ahead and taking it for their own spiritual purposes would feel to me not only weird but also disrespectful. Because on their own they won't understand it, not with the language barrier, not with the thousands of years of history and cultural contexts that those of us who grew up immersed in them don't even understand half of them.

    #witches of color #bipoc witches#asian witches #chinese folk religion #asian traditions#eastern religions#witchblr#lorelei's mind#afternoon musings #chinese folkloric witch diary #personal#my thoughts#my words#my opinions #witches of the world #witches of tumblr #witch community
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  • deadbitchstudio
    08.12.2021 - 38 minutes ago

    "Conductor is better for the boss fight"

    #The wrongest opinion you can have ever
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  • killjpeg
    08.12.2021 - 39 minutes ago

    I think we as people in online fandom spaces should abolish terms ""proshipper" and "anti" and """"anti anti"""" cuz it unironically rots ppls brains

    #txt #having opinion tonight
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  • trexalicious
    08.12.2021 - 45 minutes ago

    Hey Haz when encouraging folks to quit their jobs it's good to remember that, in general, US workers who quit are NOT eligible for unemployment payments...

    #all we want is the truth #megain#megxit #lies lies and more lies #royalty is not celebrity #merch your royalty #just call me harry #the truth shall set you free #the harkles#markled #if you really loved your 95 yr old gran who just lost her husband you wouldn't treat her like this #just because you don't agree with my opinions doesn't make me a racist #free speech #opinions are like assholes #the great resignation #unemployment isn't cheap
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  • heureux4430
    08.12.2021 - 1 hour ago

    Genuinely so sad to see how people can't even respect each other and their opinions

    #it hurts to see so many ppl getting racist abuse death threats and what not #yesterday was probably the best example of why i keep my opinions in my drafts #i really don't have the emotional capacity of dealing abuse ESPECIALLY bc I'm a BIPOC #it actually sucks to be one in this fandom where they don't even respect you and send threats #like how could people do this and not have the guilt of sending such stuff? does it not hurt such people at all?! #it's absolutely sickening that even after the society has progressed so far there are people who abuse BIPOCs #i am fuming because some of my moots got such asks and i swear if someone dares to send all this i will truly become aggressive #some people are taking advantage of the patience being exhibited by people here #for once this needs to stop #to delete later #it's the way how people can't even chill here. disgusting.
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  • im-someone-i-guess
    08.12.2021 - 1 hour ago

    i'm watching sab interviews, reading a book and doing homework at the same time

    #save me. #ry giving unessecary opinions on irrelevant things
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  • bybdolan
    08.12.2021 - 1 hour ago

    Got my dad who is overly into the military and also a doctor "Cherry" by Nico Walker for Christmas. It's the perfect book for him (covers all the bases: Iraq, Opioid Crisis) but it's written in a way that hopefully makes him reconsider his support for the US military.

    #Bc these bitches are mentally ill!!!!! #Also i am not from the us so his 'support' is like. He thinks them having a big army is good and has read American sniper #I love my dad but some of his opinions make me want to yell at him. Which i do on occasion
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  • melancholicvenus
    08.12.2021 - 1 hour ago
    #this gucci!! #genshin #rmb! these be my opinions and speculations ! you don’t gotta take them seriously and you’re free to ignore them/block me etc to avoid seeing
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  • coldplaysongsonrepeat
    08.12.2021 - 1 hour ago

    the reason real people can't queerbait no matter what amount of followers and fans they have is that your dynamic with another person and the type of humour you both use and the relationship you share is your personal business, and it's always up to you to decide what you say to them and how you act around them, and other people can think and say whatever they want and it doesn't really matter what they perceive your relationship as, it's not a scripted tv show, this is real life

    the problem with queerbaiting in fictional media (series, movies) has a lot to do with representation. it's the situation when producers are like "well we'll give the audience the bare idea of representation, we'll tease them with a thought that a certain character MAY be lgbt but we never confirm this as a fact". it's a shitty move to do because they try to sit between two chairs at the same time by showing "representation" (not really) to the lgbt community and not being too upfront not to lose their homophobic viewers. it shows clearly that they don't give a shit about representation, they want money. more money

    real people on the other hand, dnf as an example, can't be perceived as representation because they are real people and not fictional characters. they don't have to share their sexuality or any personal stuff because it has nothing to do with the content they are making. people have been shipping them since the very beginning and Dream and George are fully aware that dnf is kind of a crazy big thing in the fandom. they may joke about it and fool around and do whatever they want with each other because it is their relationship and they don't owe you to act a certain way around each other just because they are presumably straight/not gay or not dating or whatever. they can pander all they want and you still can't call it "queerbaiting" because it's not what queerbaiting is about. it may attract more people, it may make them more popular but it's irrelevant because it's up to people how they perceive their relationship. they don't owe you an explanation. either you like their dynamic or you don't. fictional relationship can serve as a representation. real relationship CAN NOT.

    #dnf#georgenotfound#dreamwastaken#dream smp#queerbaiting #look what a ignorant tiktok comment made me do #tbh with you I used to think it was queerbaiting at the beginning but then I've thought about it a bit more and yeah thats my opinion now
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  • im-someone-i-guess
    08.12.2021 - 1 hour ago

    look at me, doing my work. so... un-ryhanna like

    #ry giving unessecary opinions on irrelevant things
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  • itsnotabouttheending
    08.12.2021 - 1 hour ago

    Ok call me crazy but the urge to gatekeep is not necessary but it is completely justified…………. Only bc of the way right now an artist “trending” or gaining a lot of popularity means reducing them to this caricature of themselves (lorde phoebe bridgers harry styles mitski hozier)

    Like a few songs or lyrics get incorporated into the trend cycle and this collective image of them forms. People even get entitled and angry when the artist does something/something happens that doesn’t align with their perception of them

    Just look at solar power, silk chiffon, or hoziers edm song etc—it’s ok to dislike a song but ppl act like it’s a personal offense and the artist has betrayed their identity. All they’re betraying is the one-dimensional persona that’s been projected onto them. Do we expect lorde to keep making angsty coming-of-age music when she’s 25 and has two full albums of it in the books? Is phoebe supposed to make exclusively weepy indie ballads forever? Being the subject of a trend can mean assigning artists this brand that they must conform to. The idea of creative diversity and exploration should not be a radical one.

    Not only that but important aspects of the artists identity/work can be lost!!!!!!!! This is how harry styles became this gender revolutionary when he hasn’t done a thing that prince and young thug and Dennis rodman didn’t do before him. This is how mitskis identity as a woc and it’s impact on her work gets brushed over. This is how hozier became sexualized to the point where ppl say like upsettingly graphic things to him in interviews.

    Idk about you guys but isn’t this all just the capitalist tendency to turn art into a more palatable and marketable and therefore one-dimensional version of itself

    #it’s so possible that it’s not that deep but I just had to get this written down #ramble #if anyone has differing opinions I would love to discuss I am so interested in this #hozier#lorde#mitski#harrystyles#harry styles#phoebe bridgers#music#artists#capitalism#leftism#music criticism
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  • bdeblueyes
    08.12.2021 - 1 hour ago

    alright, tumblr friendos, i have a question

    i'm on day 161 of my current writing streak

    i want to post one line to tumblr every day, as a kind of tracker for my writing streak (like i've been doing with my scribbly dos) and as added accountability

    the question is: do i post them here on my main blog or do i make a sideblog for it?

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  • complementaryhalves
    08.12.2021 - 1 hour ago

    i don't really like the idea of jedi master being parental figures to their padawans so when i say that anakin and obi-wan are ahsoka's dads i don't mean it in the sense that she's their daughter but more like she's their cat, so they're not DADS dads, they're cat dads.

    #ahsoka#anakink#obi-wan#star wars#crack #personal opinion ofc #just a stupid thought i just had #and had to post on tumblr for everyone to see #and yes the same thing for obi-wan and anakin #anakin's the cat #and obi-wan the desperate man trying to litter train him
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  • wolfhaste
    08.12.2021 - 2 hours ago

    oh my god when she asked for feedback (bc it was the last lesson) everyone else said it was a perfect course, super interesting, and she did amazing and they had fun. i knew i'm the outlier and others didn't have the same problems/thoughts but 😭

    she also said that it was the first course she taught in english and hopes she did well and i thought to myself. no actually i'm sorry i'm SORRY i wouldn't have let you teach a course in english babygirl......

    #i honestly don't think she's got the right mindset for a subject as diverse and open as philosophy o_o #like she just doesn't get some things #like you can't just imply women who aren't thin are ugly and undesirable. and that's just the first thing that popped into my head from #this lesson#ahh just #she even said she hoped‚ at the beginning of the semester‚ that no one was gonna wake up on Wednesdays and think UGH not this shit again #and that's almost what i did lmao. with more disinterest. i have to sit through bullshit opinions #she wasn't even preachy‚ she wasn't mean‚ she wasn't stuck-up. but she was /wrong/ #i genuinely think an ethics teacher in a university should know more about ethics AND be able to communicate better in the language she #teaches in #kata.txt
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  • princesslily
    08.12.2021 - 2 hours ago

    Vanilla tea 💛

    #one of the best teas in my opinion #you can literally mix vanilla with everything #am i the only one who puts spices in my tea #i used to get so much hate cause i put salt in my coffee
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  • unlikelybesties
    08.12.2021 - 2 hours ago

    ok but people who say “healthy” in that tone to describe fat are morons, and thats just the truth.

    #fatphobia #its so weird #bcos then they obviously use fat as an insult #its not a fucking insult grow the fuck up #oh shes become quite .... healthy.. huh #aunty disrespectfully fuck off #no one cares about your opinion like at all
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