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whiskers at you
oh- huh. its my pet shrew. hey bud
guys say hi to my shrew
"elf with an overactive thyroid" and "carcass full of memory banks who should be squatting in a mushroom" are my two new favourite insults
Suppose there is a happy ending for them, one where Dakota curls up in his embrace and the haunting stops. Pauses. Some shit the supernatural would do. There is a dream where she is a ghost and he still kisses her.
-- take all the pieces off the ground, languidnimbus
Hi @lovingballoonheart! Just in case you aren't a bot I feel obligated to answer your message, but I will do so like this so it's on MY terms.
At no point did I ask to be someone's slave. I hope you find what you're looking for, but you will not find it here. If you are "asking" for a slave as you are, then you know I won't be giving you what you want. This is MY blog, and I do what I feel is best on it. I have no intention of speaking to you from this moment. Goodbye.
For the rest of my followers, thank you for listening today! I hope this doesn't discourage you from talking to me in ways that make us both comfortable - that is to say, if you want to private message me please ask first. Comment on a post I make or make your own and tag me in it. Or send me an anon saying you have something to ask and I will tell you if and when I'm ready for your question. I will see it soon enough and answer as soon as I have time. Thank you for your patience and understanding on this. 💜
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Let's Talk About Sex!
My sexual debut was less than favorable. After that, I was with that overconfident, nagging guy so it always felt like a chore that I didn't put much effort in. I've had casual sex twice with two people I really liked, so I was surprised when I couldn't really feel anything or get comfortable. My last partner was the only person I really wanted to try to enjoy myself with, but by then it was like starting at ground zero because I'd had so little motivation or opportunity to "practice" in the past. So, I've made very little progress in developing how I have sex or what I like. I'm just not good at it.
My patience and motivation to have another go at it fluctuates. There's no hope there for me when it comes to this. When I see things on here or hear about my friends' pleasant experiences with sex I get sad and wish I could relate. Then I think about how I don't really feel like being disappointed or disappointing someone else again--especially someone I really care about and have deep feelings for. Not being sexually compatible with someone I truly love is worse than incompatibility with a stranger. So after having those bouts of "man, that must be nice" I still end up dropping it because I don't want to add insult to injury.
I will admit that having this approach has warped the way I interact with romantic prospects. I'm sure sex is used as an expression of love, care or even fun with other people, but I don't think that applies to me. I truly believe that anyone who wants to have sex with me most likely does not care about me and they never will care.
Thinking that way makes it hard for me to think sexually about other people. I don't want them to think I don't care. Of course, I find people physically attractive, but I don't think of sexual contact with them because...I like them. I don't want to subject them to that--if that makes sense. Where I'll read someone saying, "I want ___ to rearrange my guts" my response is more "I would like to touch their face.", "I want someone like that to like me.", or "I would like to kiss them."
There was a point when I was really hurt about this and didn't want to be this way so I prayed about it. When that didn't work the way I thought it should, I started thinking that maybe I am supposed to be this way. I'm sure there's a good reason for it that I just don't understand yet. I have to be okay with not being able to relate to others sexually in a "normal" way. It only gets difficult when I feel left out while others are enjoying themselves.
Idée Fixe
Obstinate fixation a la friends in the mismatch of isolation.
No air = suffocation.
The social (un)entanglement.
Differentiation from Self norms;
Perception in the creation of an inexistent integrity.
Stay inside One’s own head.
analyzing social settings (1971)