I'm getting a little thrown off by how regular my poops have been.

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I'm getting a little thrown off by how regular my poops have been.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
Fuck Fuck fuck I want to fuck. I want to go down on my knees, pause, and ask “please?”. I want to run my fingernails down your back yours down mine. I want to release a scream. I want release. Somehow a little ditto with a little dildo names ditto isn’t sufficing. Please, I want to say please. I want to here “Come for me”. I want to hear “You’re so good” I want to take, to steal, to pull moans and groans and my name from between your teeth. I want wet. I want messy. I want sweat and bites and lips and you between my lips and my lips around yours. I want to breathe in you. I want to breathe in you. I want to breath in to you and get drunk off of your smell and collapse. I want my neck to tighten and my muscles to contract and to lose my voice. I want to collapse into two in one together. I want to feel it all. I want to make love. I want to feel that connection. I want to to kiss lightly and smoothly and all over every inch of you. I want to show you my love through each graze of my lips and from each sweep of my fingers. I want to relax you, I want to release you. I want to trust that you know my body. I want to trust that you can make me feel beautiful, to trace back to when I felt beautiful, to trace the blueprint to trace me and every inch of me into your memory. I want to tell you it’s good, that it’s right. I want to feel like it’s alright.
TW Sexual Assualt
The reason that I wasn’t sexually assaulted in college was because I spent two years in a relationship where it constantly happened to me.
14 days
Two weeks since I've had sex and I want to fuck the world
Ugh
Looking through my personal tags and seeing all this upset romantic shit is kind of disgusting. You know what I should be worried about? Dental insurance.
Bamber talks
Its fathers day and my dad is dead. That truth has been with me for over teens years now. Its not a feeling that's crippling or deadly or anything, but its sore after today. Its harder because its the first fathers day after my mom and stepfather got a divorce. I don't know what to do about that. I never saw him as a father, not that he had that chance.
Things I wanna say to someone
Love you Respect you I think you are the bees knees I want you to eat me out while slapping my ass Let's watch Netflix I want to cook new recipes with you I think you're smarter than me but I don't think you think you're better because of it. Tie me up Teach me to tie Let's tie somebody up together. Fuck me with him. Let me massage you all over. Compliment me without me asking. Love me love love me Sometimes I need attention I'm sorry that I'm trying to be less codependent, but still fucking up a little bit. I'm sorry I'm still self conscious, I'm working on it. Prrrrrowl Fuck you, you perfect human you. Can I go down on you while we watch this movie, like... The entire movie? I think you're wonderful.
Hazel
My eyes are this planet. The browns of the earth mixing with the greens of the land. The environment ever changing and looking differently to each who looks into them. The blues are the liquid cover that overflow and glisten with turbulent times. Eyes can change. I can change. I only started brown, and over the years I gave grown to green. Both of these are histories merging together. Look into my eyes and try to see my world. At a glance you may only catch a glimpse, but I'm moving. I'm changing. I'm dark and light and grey and colorful. Like this planet I can be clouded, and you may not be able to look deeper just at that moment, but give it time and I can show you, I can show you this world. -Bamberose