eyes talk, but yours lied
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eyes talk, but yours lied
what would make me comfortable sexually
is safety from judgement
tell me the misconceptions about yourself physically or sexually that makes it hard for you to perform or focus in the bedroom
i’ll tell you mine
it’s pressure to perform and being objectified for another’s pleasure. on performance - i’m mrs everything to everyone. i do everything the best and i’m so gorgeous blah blah - i must be so sexually experienced, right? well i’m not. i only learn each partner individually and i usually do a lot of the feeling with my heart. on objectification - this is a hard one because i know it starts with me. i was molested by two people before i was 5 years old so my concept of sex has always been that it wasn’t something that was for my enjoyment. like fundamentally, i’m not meant to enjoy it or something. when i get in a position where i feel like i’m doing something i’m not enjoying i start to feel triggered.
these things are not ideal; i understand. but i still want to be free and open with you. i want to cum wildly and on command, i want to be able to enjoy myself with sex, try new things - sex in public, threesomes, things i’ve never tried before. so we need boundaries.
a safe word for “i’m okay but slow down so i can get comfortable” and another for “please stop completely and start calming techniques”
what are calming techniques? stop touching me sexually and hold me, cuddle me, kiss my face and shoulders, remind me to breathe, rub my chest and ask me to explain how i’m feeling.
i want to be sexually liberated with you. free. blissful. i believe we can get there together.
currently, the space between us feels unsafe sexually and physically
it seems like if i set boundaries with you, you’ll a) disrespect them and b) look elsewhere for your needs
so like fuck me, right?
it’s whatever. i don’t own you and you can do as you please
but i feel really disrespected by your actions last night
and now i just feel pressured. like if i don’t fuck you you’re gonna fuck someone else
and that’s annoying
a letter i’ll never send
come, make me pancakes, sprinkle in chocolate chips
sprinkle me on top, taste these chocolate hips
cover them with syrup or powdered sugar, i’m not picky
i know what you really crave, it’s so wet and sticky
i’ll cherish your cooking, let it melt in my mouth
and you can kiss my lips that sigh down south
come make me pancakes and i’ll come too
purring your name, gushing for you
i’ll hold your face right to the sweetness
scream in ecstasy, praise your deepness
let that hot, buttery syrup rush onto your tongue
while you pin me down - there’s nowhere to run
the deafening climax will be such a relief
and you’ll be covered in sugar - so sticky and sweet
País das...
Eu me perdi no que eu queria ser, e no que eu realmente era, desaprendi a me descrever e minhas convicções entraram em contradição. Mesmo sabendo decor meu endereço, não faço a minima ideia de onde eu esteja. Não sinto o chão sob meus pés, nem o vejo daqui. Tenho a sensação de que quando eu der um passo em qualquer direção, um buraco se abrirá e eu cairei, assim como a Alice quando caiu no País das Maravilhas. Mas não sou a Alice, e então, onde cairei?
En als je het oke vindt, wil ik nooit meer een ander kussen.
Just got to say one thing: JIMMY PAGE DOES NOT ONLY HAS A TUMBLR NOW, HE ALSO WATCHED DOCTOR WHO.
yes, i know i almost cried too !