lots of irony in complaining about those blogs while being a almost 30 yr old man obsessed over a girl who barely stopped being a minor lol
The irony would work a lot better if I were actually almost thirty. I am freshly twenty-six. Don’t age me like that, cunt. And she is turning twenty one.
Not fourteen. Not fifteen. Not seventeen. Twenty-one.
The fact that you looked at a grown woman and immediately tried to reframe her as “barely not a minor” says considerably more about you than it does about me.
What I was complaining about were blogs run by actual teenagers romanticizing older men, addiction, abuse, and self-destruction while treating all of it like an aesthetic.
Those are not the same thing, no matter how desperately you want them to be. Though I appreciate you proving my point.
I mention those blogs once and suddenly someone appears in my inbox personally offended by it.
Almost as if they recognized themselves.
As for the rest of this ask, if you are this invested in who I am attracted to, who I am talking to, and what I do with my time, then stop hiding behind anonymous messages and be honest about it.
You clearly spend more time thinking about my dick than I do.
Unfortunately for you, being weird in my inbox is not going to get anywhere near it.
