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@amph1tr1t3
You’re the best
You missed an a in there.
Among the hottest FA/Feedism blogs in tumblr and FFA so beautiful no wonder many of the feedees here are gaining weight and enjoying it
I don't know what to say to this other than I do not sponsor these asks. 🤣
Thank you!
Belly and thigh stretch marks for your morning viewing
Stretchmarks are my favorite accessory.
Am I just hunting for a corrective experience? Or am I just retreating into comforting patters, avoiding any form of praxis?
Holy trinity:
Intox + Being fattened up against my will + Diet sabotage
I've been feeling pulled back toward softer feedism lately.
"I baked this for you," feedism. "I saw they had your favorite," feedism. "Do you want seconds?" feedism. "Let's spend the night in, I'll order," feedism.
"You'll be more comfortable with those unbuttoned."
"The gym will still be there tomorow."
"Your body will always be the perfect size for me."
"I just want to know you're satisfied."
"I know a perfect form of cardio for you."
"Just one more bite, so I know you really enjoyed it."
"Yes, I'll help you up."
Gentle. Loving. Devious.
I just want to make someone dinner. And dessert. And bring them snacks while they work. Day after day. Increase their portions. Step up their meal schedule. Leave little, irresistible treats where they're bound to notice them. Surreptitiously size up their clothing so they don't have to confront their gain. Soothe their worries with kisses and distract them from their plans to lose weight (with everything that comes after kisses.)
I'm going to hold your hand when I say this- what someone does to their body is their choice, and this includes things that you deem "unhealthy." I understand when people are worried about gainers being "unhealthy" because it comes from a place of concern, but there are plenty of other fetishes that include body modification that aren't as openly frowned upon. People don't have to be healthy to be treated as human beings. Your "concern" is just sugar coated fatphobia.
You know that feeling where you're excited (but trying not to be too excited) (but your stupid nervous system keeps firing warning shots) (because it's been wired to believe everything good falls apart) (and no one is safe) (but your stupid prefrontal cortex insists on optimism)?
Just a note I have started doing what I promised myself and blocking anonymous sender IPs as needed, and so in the interest of fairness I'm also going to stop responding to the anonymous senders on the other side. It's been cathartic (and sometimes very entertaining) but it's also been a month.
It no longer aches in my chest when I wake up and remember that I used to think I loved someone (who turned out to never exist.) I'm going to stop prodding at wounds that have started healing.
So if I don't respond to your supportive ask, that's all it is. And if I don't respond to your hateful ask, you're probably now just screeching into the void (because it turns out you can keep sending them and I'll just never receive them on the other end.)
Only joined his site to see you. His content sucks.
Hopefully his site is still down (or I'm gone from it) because the degree to which I do not want to have that fight again is unfathomable.
Let's skip first base and go straight to the ghost hunting and fucking in haunted castles.
I’ve always attributed being bored to a lack of imagination. Guess that’s why homeboy’s content sucks butt
I don't necessarily have a clever response for this (I have some thoughts on lack of internal locus of control, but then that wanders into experiencing things like interest, motivation, love as feelings as opposed to choices, actions, and skills - so much carrying on) but I am endlessly amused by how much the night crew appears to hate me (and how soothing my morning anons are after the fact.)
To the very sweet anon from this morning: I'm not posting it (because I'm tired of the scrutiny that comes with talking about this) but thank you!
I'm actually really ok, at this point. I'll probably always be sad about little parts of this chapter, but I'm pretty settled into my only-way-out-is-through era.
Tumblr only sees the high points in my emotions (the nature of blogging, I guess) so you get me when I'm suddenly sad, unexpectedly angry, or, in the before times (and again someday) when I'm flooded with love and hope and optimism. Most of the time I'm just like the last anon said: disgustingly boring.
Thank you for reaching out, and thank you for articulating it so kindly. 💕
he did right. you are so disgustingly boring. happy he hurt you.
Saw you unblocked me, babe, but this is weird behavior.
There should be a feedist community space that (1) is FFA/women led, and (2) isn't controlled by grokio or tumblr
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