Nothing’s changed.
You’ll go home.
You’ll be bored.
You’ll be ignored.
No one will listen to you, really listen to you.
You’re too clever & too quiet for them to understand.
They don’t even get your name right.

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@sirravenous2
Nothing’s changed.
You’ll go home.
You’ll be bored.
You’ll be ignored.
No one will listen to you, really listen to you.
You’re too clever & too quiet for them to understand.
They don’t even get your name right.
You don't understand & I don't blame you.
How could I?
I won’t measure pains or experiences but…
You've never even came close to experiencing what I have.
Take a walk in my shoes.
Feel the cracks in the long ass pavement & the hardness of my long fought paths, feel time slip away as you travel to empty spaces you're meant to fill, as I have.
Stand in the gaps between generations, holding on to the cloth you've been cut from, as the fabric I was made from hasn't existed since, now riddled with pain filled miles, worn ripped patches & tribulations.
Those patches on my soul...they make sense to me now.
How about you?
Don't they?
Little bits of decades spent in the midst of familiar strangers, those that chose to come & go clenched, while dragging along my heart with them.
You know those ripped bits at the seams...you know where they fucking come from don't you?
All of those years, days & of nights black as pitch spent fighting myself, seeing most of you fighting yourselves & others, It wasn't about the win as much as it was about standing our hard earned ground... well?
Oh, you're starting to get it, maybe a beginning of conscious thought you may finally be able to grasp physically as well as mentally.
It's a true reality.
The bloody struggle.
The constant fucking war against time & empty space, heart, mind, spirit & the leather battled tough flesh of half ass family & self...
I gained muscle in this game of tug & war... you may have or could have too....
I genuinely know through the experiences I've lived... but you refuse to let go but hate to hold on.
So, you battle.
I sure as fuck battled & climbed till palms bled raw!
Battle to the death of you. I'm even now prepared to. Are you strong enough.
No one understands because they can't accept what I've never revealed, & you won't!
So, no I can't & won't blame you for your lack of comprehension to my life, my experiences.
However, if you ever want to hang out, we can take a walk down memory lane & I can show you where I really came from, how I came out of it still pushing forward because I refuse to have a stop or reverse.
But.... ..
Only if you want to.
It's dark as fuck behind me & the path I've worn down, trudging through is a lifes - time eater.
Knowing what's ahead may be worse but I shall not waiver or give in to any man or any thing to cross the finish line I'm claiming as mine.
No retreat no surrender!
*Smirks
I can finally see my happiness & peace there as I hope you who are to me, as I am to you, can join me in my exhale of my own goals reached.
My God is now my only guide.
There’s a certain calm in the way you present yourself… is that intentional or just who you are?
It’s just who I actually am. Been through too much to be less than even flowing. My emotions don’t control me. Just breathe.
And thank you I’ll take that as a compliment.
You sparkle like sun on a cold, frozen lake,
I drink down your love, for my own thirsty sake.
Yet the deeper I dive for a breath or a sign,
I find only ice, that used to be mine.
A beautiful dream that shatters at touch,
I loved you too little, by giving too much.
I speak to you softly, my words fill the air,
But I’m talking to silences, empty and bare.
I am close as your skin, yet miles apart,
Searching for empathy in a mirror-faced heart.
Still I am tethered, by hope you will see,
That I am a person, and not just a memory.
Women; oh it's my man's birthday I don't know what to get him?
Get him a blowjob!
The size … your mouth, he be happy as fuck!
Come turn me on,
with your magical fingers.
Let me finger you.
Turn me on with the
sweet words from your mouth, and let me eat you with mine.
Turn me on with
the heat of your body.
While you’re dripping wet.
Electrify me with
your temptation bundles.
While I suck on your perfect nipples.
Bring me to life & let me
fill you with my thick love.
Make me feel everything
I’ve been longing to experience.
And let’s me give you every sexual sensual experience.
Come, turn me on.
And let’s try everything I can imagine baby.
I want you, I need you, I lust you and I love you.
I sit here thinking consistently about how much I want to be in your pretty little pretty puffy tight hot wet hole, so deep your nectar drenches my thigh creases while dripping off my shaft as I slowly pull out almost all the way, but then push back in feeling that sweet juicy girl cream explode like a high pressure break spraying out around my balls as they press against our soaked skin while I’m the deepest in.
Your breathing & moans make me pulsate, my manhood so hard your inner wet walls feel my every heartbeat!
My hands pinning your hands above your shoulders while I thrust increasingly deeper and harder in an orgasmic rhythm bringing us both to our tingling ultimate climax stiff, then falling into each other, as I remain inside you.
Oh, but my hands all over your naked body while you lie against my naked body.
The warmth softness of our skin having conversations with one another, as my hands search your body every inch I can reach slowly, purposely, and intimately.
I will feel you everywhere, but I will skip each spot that is the most erogenous.
Holding you against me in love, small short soft kisses upon your body neck and shoulders, while you feel my breath against you, warm against the cooling spots of my moist lips traces.
Then finally my fingers gently cross over the nipples of your full tits, chasing down the Center of your stomach until I reach the part that you’ve been waiting for me to touch; your breath short and quick you’re so hot & wet, as I feel inside you slow, slowly sensually, letting you relax against me, you being the clay in my hands that I mold into the most beautiful vase… until I finally lay you down and slowly enter you, little by little feeling every bit of me slide deeply inside you, our bodies heightened with anticipation, until I am to the reach of my depth inside you completely filling your tight fuck hole… our minds in another place no one else on earth but you and I.
While I make love to you until I can’t anymore.
Reaching our pinnacle, I turned to care for you and snuggle you offering you anything you may need.
Come on darling give me a reply
Here’s the reply. How may I assist you dear?
Not trying to sound harsh, but I need to say this clearly.
Seeing so many minors on here interacting with adult spaces is genuinely exhausting. This isn’t a place for you. It’s not personal… it’s about boundaries, safety, and respect for age limits that exist for a reason.
If you’re under 18, please do not follow me, do not like, reblog, or interact with my posts in any way. This is an adult space meant for adults only. I’m not comfortable having minors here, and I won’t take chances with that.
If I find out a minor is following or interacting with my content, you’ll be blocked immediately. No exceptions, no warnings. It’s not about being rude, it’s about protecting both you and me.
Adults, please feel free to reblog this. We need more people setting clear boundaries like this and reminding others that 18+ spaces are not playgrounds. There’s nothing cool or edgy about crossing that line. Stay safe, stay in your lane, and respect the walls that exist for good reason.
They’re poisoning us!
Failure I can live with.
Not trying is what I can't handle.
Under the blackness of her dress, she hides wisdom, innocence & intellect.
Radiating authenticity, honesty & strength, an especially splendid to me, sexy curvy body overflowing with desire, round breasts, erect nipples, a waist symmetrically meeting her hips accentuating her upside down perfect heart shaped ass that men would die for its correct crookedness, ah...and thighs that are stacked like guards at the gates of hell.
What's it you love about young, pretty women?
It’s the “little girl”, truly feminine thing. It’s the little girl voice, the giggles and clumsiness, the youthful cuteness.
It’s that mistakes are naughty and not necessarily intentional and bad mistakes. To be able to teach them & have them feel full. Getting a fatherly encouragement to grow. Inspiration to help them reach & succeed in their dreams and earning a lifetime trust being able to be looked at with innocent eyes, and understand I’m what’s stable & eternal.
Oh… and younger women are softer than the finest silk or chinchilla fur.
My love for you is flowing and now my hormones are blazing.
As I wait around to see you again, these thoughts are so amazing.
With those beautiful eyes, sweet lips, and a body so sexy, there is no doubt at all that these bed sheets will become messy.
I can see me sliding my tongue, from your garden to your neck, we can do it anywhere, the bed, the floor, perhaps even on a deck.
I have a bit of a dirty sexual imagination, and at times I can be a serious sex freak.
And I guarantee that when I'm through with you, your legs will be weak.
Rubbing & sucking your nipples while caressing your clit, you holding on to my big swollen dick.
Pleasure is so unbearable that I have to slow it down a bit.
I put your legs on my shoulders, I enter you slowly.
As I look you in your eyes, telling you you're my one and only.
You take me in your pretty mouth whipe locked eyes to eyes.
You squirming wanting me between your soft silky thighs!
I thrust faster & faster, listening to the sound of your moans.
I go deeper & deeper until you can feel it in your bones.
I transition your form to doggy, and grab on to your hips & your rear.
Then I enter back inside you, in and out slip & slide.
Cumming together with moans growls and sighs.
We go hours & hours until you tell me that you are sore, I say "Wait babe hold on, I still have a little more”.
I place you on your back, and place my tongue again to your clit.
Then continue to suck and lick, til I make another orgasm in you spit.
when i'm too desperate for daddy's love