#dad rambles

[fatherfigureforangelsx2]

As I look up at the night sky and ponder the mysteries of the universe, my soul weighs heavy within me.

Anyways, time to go watch porn.

[sweetboycertified]

The level of I Want Him So Bad it Makes Me Look Stupid is off the charts I have one brain cell locked in a pet cage panting “dad dad dad dad” I need a lobotomy I’m losing any ability to act normal shaking him in my mouth like a chew toy drunk on the the thought of him just looking at me I want him to crush me into paint pigment I want him to brush my hair I want him to experiment on me like a 14th century alchemist I want him to treat me like a princess I want him to hunt me for sport and throw me in the back of a truck I want him to pass me around like a joint I want him to fuck me like he owns me like he made me i want to serve him like it’s the only thing I know how to do I want him to put me on my knees and confess my sins I gotta take a walk or something

[dadvidismycanonheadcanon]

Anyway sorry for the dump on Kimboyle today I'm having those feelings today

[sweetboycertified]

I know this is the ultimate daddy issues blog and fantasy kink but All ive ever wanted my whole life was a dad who's obsessed with providing for me and in return i would be so good for him you have no idea maybe its fucked up but like if a man walked into my life right now and said he wanted to adopt me and give me everything I missed out on growing up with out a father id genuinely consider it id be a pervert about it too but thats a given

[sweetboycertified]

Even thinking about dad touching me makes me stupid my body knows what it’s made for, all I want is to be his perfect toy <3

[dadvidismycanonheadcanon]

GUESS WHO'S ABOUT TO START THE FIRST DAY ON THE DREAM JOB?

MEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

[dadvidismycanonheadcanon]

I SWEAR TO GOD I SEE ONE MORE GRINCH NSFW THING I'LL FLING MYSELF AT THE SUN

[elezendad]

I’m none too good with words but it sort of rightly helps sometimes with my ocd to remind myself that I’m doing the best.  I know the mean intrusive thoughts are not my own but its still mighty difficult not to respond to the thoughts and try to stop them from saying gross stuff.  I shouldn’t be responding at all to my ocd but its rightly sort of a hard habit to kick after all these years having ocd.  I know I’m not the person my ocd says I am but I’m still trying my best to be a good person because it makes me happy to be nice.

Mighty sorry for the big old ramble, folks.