if my puppies begging me to punish him/make him cvt himself should I? He’s such a dumb mutt doesn’t he know that defeats the purpose?

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if my puppies begging me to punish him/make him cvt himself should I? He’s such a dumb mutt doesn’t he know that defeats the purpose?
i need him to fuck me so deep
i need to fuck him so deep
Ik we all on here trying to romanticise the fuck out of this shit to deal with it but does anyone else get that impending sense of overwhelming sadness when they can’t remember the last six months of their life. Or when I lie to everyone around me or have to throw away the cakes your little sisters make you. Or watch the sadness in my mother’s eyes as I weigh out cucumber while she cooks for everyone else. I have to lie to everyone around me constantly, lying through my teeth as I tell my friend I am trying to get better knowing damn well I am activly just giving in to everything. I tell myself I have it under control, but I know I can’t stop. I binge sometimes, but I don’t ever eat normally. I can’t stop counting, or restricting. Why does the idea of eating normally make me feel so dirty? When did it get to a point where goung to sleep full upsets me? I had a life before this, I was excited and happy and so bright and I had so many dreams. I had so much. I’m so dull now and I have no idea where my sickness ends and I start and I can’t separate the two anymore. I have no idea who I am, what I like. I don’t remember anything anymore. All of this dor what? Actually who am I doing this for anymore?
to be raped and then beat over and over again sounds sooo good rn
he’d be such a good puppy and take it
Everyday I spend not being forcefed edibles until I'm so high and incoherent I can't do anything but drool and whimper completely at the mercy of whoevers fucking me is a day wasted
I should be stuck in a daze being overstimulated with my only thought being how sensitive I am and instead I'm forced to be a productive member of society
seeing my puppy crying after i hit him just makes me want to hit him more
I wanna be bitten by a puppyboy not mosquitos ok
i really wanna cut with someoneee
Summer shouldn’t exist, I already hate hot weather enough but like how the hell am I supposed to hide my cuts and scars without burning alive
dryhumping while making out>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
can we fuck
anything my puppy wants
ru a fag
nahh that’d be crazy
ru gay
maybe idk tho