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I just imagine you and I in my new apartment, me riding you on my couch. My moans, your moans. Our touches, our kisses, the passion. It gave me the biggest wave of butterflies I’ve ever felt and it literally stole my breath. Fuck, I want you so badly.

I feel angry, sad, deceived, forgotten, unappreciated, wrung out like a dish rag, and empty. I used to be colorful and now I’m gray.

I’m ready to fucking lose my mind.

all the rejection, I can’t take it anymore. It hurts so much. Even though it’s just the physical, everything else is great but all the rejection of physical love is making me sick. It’s like when you’re in love with your best friend and you get the courage to tell them but they say “oh but you’re my best friend. I don’t see you that way” so you continue your friendship but you’re unalived inside. Imagine that over and over and over and over and over. I’m beyond unalived inside at this point. I feel like I’m broken. Like as a grown woman, these things are within my right. But I can’t have them. My boyfriend (27M) does not like to have sex. Maybe he doesn’t like it with me (30F) but won’t admit it. I just feel sick.

#unrequited love #sexual frustration #intimacy #Sexuality

I just want someone to take the time to get to know every inch of my skin, of my juicy inside. I want him to let his primal instinct take over him and allow himself to burry his body in mine, to feel the heat radiating from me. I want him to use his hands to touch every piece of me making a mess as he discovers what makes me whimper and beg for more.

But that’s all a fantasy…

#Love #sexual frustration #Fantasy #desire

I half hate my life. Can I do that?

I just wanna be dicked down real good. Is that too much to ask for?

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me, barely existing: “I’ll take another iced coffee”

My exboyfriend from when I was like 18 (10 years ago) passed away from cancer 2 years ago and I just found out today. I broke that boys heart back then. He had found his happiness with a girl who looks super sweet and was there for him till the very end. I still sometimes thought about him not knowing he passed and always felt bad for what how I ended things with him. Mar, I'm so sorry. I know you’re with God and not suffering but please know I'm sorry.

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