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@monarchobrezhnevism
Ok but seriously if I'm actually butch I'm just going to lose it and become a complete gonzaloite tankie til the day I die, I gotta have at least ONE thing that's stable and sure in my life and that's the revolutionary science of Marxism-Leninism-Maoism
I have engaged in a night of heavy drinking
Verdict: if someone can please rape me I'd be so happy
I just want to be raped again
Gd I just want to be raped as a woman bc my last rape was when I was just 11 and I think I've gotten a hella lot more rapeable since then
Would it be in poor taste to say "I still love you"
R moved out, time to drink, smoke, and reflect on the past year.
On another note, is it too early to say "I miss us" to L? Bc fuck if that's not the sum total of my entire mood then I'm straight
I'm a subby slut bottom at heart but everyone just wants me to service top. Well. Almost everyone.
When I feel lonely among a group of people that even includes lesbians, that even includes my current lesbian love interest who has reciprocated my love, I gotta wonder if the loneliness is from being a femme without her butch (not a specific person) or is it just the autism that's making me feel incredibly lonely, or is it the mental illness or is it all of the above?
Deep Andrea lore;
I started having sex when I was eight years old with my friend (his dad was raping him) who said he wouldnât let me play Pokemon colosseum if I didnât do oral and anal sex with him. This was at a beach club during the summers, mostly, and we would sneak around the cabanas looking for places to hide and fool around.
Come on I was 8 and Pokemon was a special interest. But at least Iâm alright at sex. Itâs true what they say about kids being able to learn things so quickly.
This whole thing has left my understanding of friendship and sex in a very weird position. âif youâre taking the time out of your day to be my friend, that means you want to Fuck me, right?â And now my sexual boundaries are either âdonât touch me donât even look at me,â or âyou can use me however you wish.â
I stated fucking at eight, I better be at least somewhat competent at that
Oh yeah that's why having my hips touched by men sends me into fight or flight.
And I barely even remember it now as my childhood memories get scrambled. I barely remember the details of what ruined any relationship skills that I may have theoretically.
Oh yeah, now I don't know between "do I want sex with this person because we're both horny," "do I want sex with this person because they're into me/want to fuck me," and "do I want sex with this person because it's expected of me." This also goes with romantic attraction.
You can only imagine the Wonderful Varieties of pornography I've stumbled upon since I was nine years old. Lolicon is something I've been aware of since I was ten. I've stopped looking at porn for the most part, unless it's something my friend or ex sent me. How do we live like this? How do I talk to people who have had Childhoods⢠and Innocenceâ˘
How much of my gender and sexuality comes from this? Am I a woman because I am desperately trying to separate myself from the boy who was raped in 2005? Is it because of my tendency to want to run away and start over, and maybe I unconsciously made the calculation that it's just easier to deal with being trans than it is to deal with the ways I've lost so many friends because I have been such a shameless slut since middle school?
Jon Welsh tried to rape me when we were both 16 years old. I was bisexual at the time, my original date left (one of the people I was a slut with and lost friends because of my mistake), and this one was expressing bicurious feelings, and I literally can't say no. We watch the human centipede while I blow him. I know, so romantic, but I thought it was hilarious. I am a weird, creepy child. We hang out, he makes plans to sleep over, we get into the shower together, but I'm not feeling it. Whatever. We try to go to sleep, and he tries to fuck me again. I say to forget it because I'm not in the mood, and at the start he agrees. kisses me goodnight. We spoon, I'm little spoon. He tries to pull my pants down but I say no. He has his dick out. He keeps trying to pull my pants down and he's rubbing up on me. I keep saying no. He persists. I turn around and he's trying to kiss me, still trying to take my pants off. I push my arms out, and pin him against the wall the bed is flushed up against to, telling him to Stop. I let go. A half a minute passes. He persists. I hold him again. A minute passes. He persists. I pin him against the wall the bed is flushed up against by the neck. He doesn't take me seriously. I hold down until I am certain that he got the message. He stops. I fall asleep. I hope he did too.
G-d I'm such a bottom
Unconventionally beautiful femme seeks handsome butch who shows a tough exterior but is truly deeply thoughtful and kind. Can offer my love and companionship, someone to worry about bc I'm a disaster, medical skillsâ˘, sometimes I say something smart, and my cooking is perfectly adequate.
This is Controversial ⢠so I'm quarantining it but someone needs to read it.
the whole pcr-rcp is a fucking mess, especially since they split in 2016. they split into two parties. The Quebec party, www.pcr-rcp.ca , call themselves the continuators. They were expelled for a variety of reasons. The party outside of Quebec, www pcrrcp.ca , expelled pretty much all of their Quebec cadre and now both sides are accusing each other of revisionism, but it's fuckin obvious that they're so revisionists. The so called Continuators are completely transphobic and contain the more (and I mean this word literally, not colloquially) problematic remnants of the red terrorists of the 20th century, and the "official" party has a piss-poor line on the authority of the party, not to mention a weak line on sex work/prostitution.
I wish they were back
If my stupid crush lands me in the middle of a tungle.hekk struggle session I have nobody to blame but my gay heart.
Deep Andrea lore;
I started having sex when I was eight years old with my friend (his dad was raping him) who said he wouldnât let me play Pokemon colosseum if I didnât do oral and anal sex with him. This was at a beach club during the summers, mostly, and we would sneak around the cabanas looking for places to hide and fool around.
Come on I was 8 and Pokemon was a special interest. But at least Iâm alright at sex. Itâs true what they say about kids being able to learn things so quickly.
This whole thing has left my understanding of friendship and sex in a very weird position. âif youâre taking the time out of your day to be my friend, that means you want to Fuck me, right?â And now my sexual boundaries are either âdonât touch me donât even look at me,â or âyou can use me however you wish.â
I stated fucking at eight, I better be at least somewhat competent at that
Me @ my friends while I'm cutting "worthless" into my thighs: "you have to think more highly of yourself, you are capable of so much even if it doesn't feel like it."
I only had the shitty gilette razors so I couldn't go as deep as I wanted