Little Void

Back again to making silly posts about my horny ass

Welcome back sweetheart, I've missed you <3

Daily reminder that my boyfriend is the prettiest, sweetest pupy boy out of here. Sorry boys.

Anyway even sometimes our relationship may have their ups and downs, like his depression and burnout and my anxiety, it doesent fucking matter. Because he is the love of my live, and I mean it. I LOVE HIM. And I'm gonna fucking fight with my bare hands with anyone and anything for him and our relationship.

I don't think I should be in a relationship at all. Like. I get stressed when I get TOO much attention, and I don't like it when it gets too pink and snotty. Because of this, I distance myself and hurt my partner. It's stupid. I get tired quickly and I need to rest like A LOT. I feel like I'm suffocating lol. Oh, and most importantly, I can't say it directly. I don't want to hurt them, but it's only getting worse.

I don't think I'm a good partner and that I did the right thing when I agreed to enter into a relationship because now I'm hurting my partner.

Maybe I'll delete this post later.

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I hope someday you'll learn to tell me that to my face. I told you that everything would come out one way or another, even if you don't want to tell.

I love you very much anyway, sweetheart. Have some sleep, okay, darling?

pret-boy

"I wish we met sooner" is such a gentle sentiment. I love you so much I not only want you in my future, but in my past too. I want to have known you when we were small stupid kids, have held hands together as we played outside. I want to have stressed out over exams together, nudging a mug of still steaming hot chocolate against your elbow to get you to focus. I want to have told you I love you before I did anyone else. I want to have held you in my arms when all those sad memories you describe to me were still fresh wounds. I want my past to have been full of you, and full of meaningful memories with you. I want my past lives to have been spent with you, whether as two lovers, or two housecats cuddling by the fireplace on a snowy day, or two flowers that just happened to bloom on the same day, next to each other. I want to have consumed your existence and intertwined it with my own since my birth, never to be separated from you for a moment. I want to have loved you throughout it all, for all time.

hey I know this is really forward but could I lay my head on ur chest and listen to ur heartbeat while you play with my hair and call me a good boy while i fall asleep

#me and him when whennnnn #v0ids chirping

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”Darling” “Love” “Baby Boy” “Prince” “My Prince” “Puppy” “Kitten” “Pumpkin” “Dear” “Angel” “Sweet Thing” “Handsome”

My honest reaction:

Day five of feeling like annoying undeserving of any attention and affection shit. I'm tired.

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honestly, tonight I kind of want attention. Not sure from who but my heart hurts and I just wanna be talked to or cuddles

can’t sleep

shark-making-soup

hey. hey.

wanting attention is not a bad thing. wanting people to care about you is not selfish. it’s okay to want people to listen to you. you don’t need to do anything to deserve love. love is not a finite resource; we hold enough of it in our hearts to love each other every single day of the year. you deserve to be loved every single day of the year. don’t forget that.

I hate having feelings. I hate the feeling when I can't tell why it hurts so much in my chest that I can't breathe, when tears sting my eyes and a sticky lump forms in my throat. I would like to feel nothing again, rather than drown every day in the feeling of my own uselessness and insignificance, in understanding that I am annoying, I am too much, I am being avoided. I'm tired.

AND IT GOES AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN WHEN WILL IT END IT HURST SO FUCKING MUCH.

Partner: "Who's my good boy?"

IT'S ME IT'S ME!!

Panting, whining, wagging my tail

YOU ARE MY GOOD BOY!! BEST FUCKING BOY EVER!! THAT'S YOU! YES, YOU!!

Feel kinda awful and sick of myself today,I wish there were no mirrors in our house, because it disgusts me to see myself in them. I want to hide and not show myself to anyone in this life. Don't look at me.

My boyfriend accidentally said, "oh, you have such long fingers," when I sent him a funny photo of me turning the camera in a game using the touchpad, and I'm thinking SO HARD about that phrase right now (about how to fuck him with those very fingers until he turns into a mewling, whimpering mess)

My partner called me a good boy very timely and now I have to clean up mess after myself. Awh. And probably go to the shower. I was excited. I'm too wet now...Damn.