#t4t polyam

[actualalivecreature]

i see one of my partners tomorrow and i’m so excited :3 to see them to hold them to kiss them to touch them, god I hate that all of my relationships are ldrs at the moment. the time together is cherished so much.

[jpeggedmafia]

I was born in the correct timeline cuz wtf u mean im hitting the carticle accelerator with two of my partners and we eating taco bell

[victimbreaker]

There may come a time in life when you and your partner(s) simply must get on the cold, hard, ground and fuck like the animals that you are.

[gunshop-dentist]

anyone wanna fall in love 👉👈

[actualalivecreature]

long distance fucking sucks i hate long distance all my homies hate long distance

[actualalivecreature]

this is a bird appreciation post! from our first photo to our last before they moved. i am missing them very much rn :(

[actualalivecreature]

it’s Bird’s first night living with their fiancée in Wisconsin, my first real night knowing they’re not (physically) around. Lots of emotions going through our head. Clover and Jer have been so good through this and are making sure I know we’re not alone. My heart aches. In good and sad ways. Forced growth and change is never fun. But we will persist.

[ribcarved-man]

In the mood for praise and polyam, and also spring is doing things to me.

It is the season of love, and breeding, and blossoms unfolding; And I want to be this seasons god, saint of young lovers. Let me be your prophet of understanding, be the disciples of my poetry. Let me guide you back to forgotten friendship, and under my hand turn it into bashful perversions amongst grass, flowers, sunshine, wind. Do you love me? Let the answer be a vow, and worship me according to my needs. I have hands and fingers and hips and skin for plenty, and I know of so many with adoration to give. Winters' hoarding survival has passed, and now is the time to let the confessions bubble straight from your heart up to your tongue, where I'll catch them with my lips. I want you to love me, and I will bestow upon you my infinite energy, and be patient as a marble altar, and good to you as a gold ring, and sweet as honey. I am greedy for every shade of love you've withheld, and caution shall be my enemy, vanquished if you give me your trust as a weapon; I am the saint of young lovers, and if you give yourself into my hand unflinchingly, I will be no false prophet.