I love being filthy with the right person, it’s addictive as fuck. 🖤

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I love being filthy with the right person, it’s addictive as fuck. 🖤
doing something really drastic will fix me
This is how June is going to feel
ngl June has ended up feeling more like this
I always forget there are maga people on tumblr, this doesn’t feel like a website you’d find them on, so to keep them away:
Reblog if your blog is a maga free zone because if it wasn’t clear enough fuck ice, fuck maga, fuck Trump, Fuck Rowling, and fuck all the other bigots I missed
In case anyone missed it
[very clearly indulging the urge] im fighting the urge
what doesn’t kill me leaves a pit in my stomach that never goes away
i hope everything works out in the end because i am so so scared
i think this captures the defining pathology of the collective social media psyche right now. we are in the thrall of people who are wantonly cruel but who also demand to be coddled at all times in every way
boss makes a dollar I make a dime
that's why I scroll Tumblr on company time
I wonder how it feels to be a therapist or psychiatrist in 2026 and watch the despair of young patients and realize it’s not attributed to mental illness but a rational response to the state of the capitalist hellscape world we live in
Giving in does feel good as fuck sometimes
thinking about perverted things this morning like subtle looks and touches in public. trying to maintain the secrecy of your physical relationship; acting as if you have no attachments to them, but tension simmers just below the surface and you can feel the deeper meaning behind the glances and brushes of skin, the weight of what you do behind closed doors haunting every interaction.
I don’t do casual, I need soul crushing, life altering mutual obsession and devotion
this situationship will be the death of me
this blog is not a well-curated museum. it's my bedroom & i'm putting things on my shelf & taping things on the wall