I wish you could tell a guy you'd suck his dick without him making it weird
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I wish you could tell a guy you'd suck his dick without him making it weird
Throwing myself away like that one art project you just keep making worse the more you work on it
Oh the horror of being known
*Faints on a nearby couch*
The Illusion of a True Reality
Feeling so low I might as well be 6 feet under
I'm a poor man's Sugar Daddy, here for whenever you need $10 bucks 👉👉
Apparently having visible shoulders is still considered whoredom even as an adult
Ah to be so mysterious that no one would know I was dead for at least 24 hours
Has anyone experienced the concept of disabilities popping up that you didn't think/believe you had when you start tapping back into the alters that are most connected to body? I feel the urge to stop talking but there's an alter that can talk through it and it makes me wonder if I potentially have selective mutism and also potentially a lazy eye. Thoughts?
How do you explain to a person that it's not their existence per se that bothers you but just them existing NEAR you?
It's fine that we don't know each other anymore, you didn't really know me anyway
The greatest choice you can make is for yourself, whatever that is
(Trigger warning: self harm mentioned)
Ah the urge to stab myself just so it'll all stop.
Fuck sentience, I wanna be moss
Crazy how the best condition I've ever seen my childhood home in is after I moved out
Like the urge to die is right there and I'm supposed to keep going???
How do I tell them they loved me like a chore?