one time i sent someone here a smut story
i was on anon and they never responded so ig it's lost to the void
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one time i sent someone here a smut story
i was on anon and they never responded so ig it's lost to the void
Have you ever had something stolen from you? Maybe a possession you cared about? Someone close to you? The fire that once burned inside you? That happened to me once. I should have seen it coming, everybody warned me about her. That girl was a kleptomaniac; she could never resist the urge of taking anything in her line of sight. And there i stood, directly in the middle of it all. I could see it in her eyes, they were fixated on me. I knew I was next, I knew this was going to hurt, but the feeling of being wanted overwhelmed my senses. If only for a few moments, it was what I longed for my whole life. She made me feel something i had never felt before – love. I loved her so deeply; I was so mesmerized and enchanted by her and i know she knew it. She took pride in knowing she had me wrapped around her finger. All it took was a single smile and i fell victim to the one they nicknamed Medusa. I never believed in a higher power, but I believed she was put in my life for a reason. I just wish I saw sooner, who put her there. I thought she was the angel of my dreams, but sure enough, her true colours started to show.. They were not the vibrant, cheery colors i had thought them to be anymore. Over time, she grew so cold; now she was more dark and brooding like an oncoming storm. She was fiercer than Hurricane Katrina but with far less casualties; the only thing destroyed in her wake was me. I waited for days to see if someone– anyone –would come and help rebuild me like they usually do after a tragedy hits; but no one ever came and i was left to sit alone in the rubble of the man i used to be. Depression rolled in with the thunder clouds she created. It clung onto me like a new born baby that was too scared to leave it’s mother’s side. The void it created completely shattered the pain and anger I felt towards her. She was no longer the enemy, I had a new target. It stared back at me when I looked into the mirror, I couldn’t see this victim ever fighting back.
01/22/2017 10:03 p.m.
I was high as fuck last night texting someone new and goddd they're perfect. Like yeah whatever still lots of getting to know each other to be done and that's been super fun!! but also PLEASEEE let me into your BED i need you holy fuck
was taking to an old friend today and listening to the way she told stories. casual stories of her childhood, told with such detail and childlike joy that there's just a pang of jealousy on my tongue when I smile and comment on the stories. is this what it's like to not block out everything? to be the same whole individual your whole life? to have experienced such casual familial joy?
we had a great smoothie tho
"yeah i dont think the election has affected me very much" <- guy who has jerked off 3 times, chugged a monster, smoked a cigarette and a joint today
transmasc physically, transfem emotionally. radmeds hate this one weird trick!!
you know im crazy cause i really hit it off with someone i matched with on tinder and instead of doing the normal thing of casually learning about each other, i immediately gave them my tumblr to soul-read me
hi i'm sad i want parents that love me please thank u
i have ,,. $20 and a handful of edibles in exchangbe