my ass hurts and not in a good way
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my ass hurts and not in a good way
Washing dishes naked on a Monday night giving me "On My Own" feels.
I had the craziest dream last night. Like oddly weird and spooky. So I got the courage to go see my mom who is beyond mad at me and when I walked into her living room, she wasn't mad and my grandma, who passed recently, was there too sitting in a chair. I started freaking out. Like how? She's dead. Even while alive, she was bed ridden. My mom starts asking me if I'm alright. I don't even know where to begin. I can't tell her that grandma should be dead, she's sitting right there. I ask her if she's still mad at me and she asks why. So I tell her nevermind I must be going crazy and I that I don't feel well. So I go upstairs to lay down to freak out more and begin thinking that this is a dream. It can't be real. Any moment I'm going to wake up. I close my eyes in the dream and I hear someone trying to talk to me. They are shouting at me that it is real. That alternate dimensions are real and I'm in one! That's when I realize that it's another me in a different dimension trying to communicate with me. The other me was so insistent that alternate dimensions existed and that this is one dimension where I stayed behind instead of moving. I think that freaked me out so much, I woke up. I don't normally dream so vividly or remember my dreams, so this really stood out to me. So yeah random and maybe TMI for my followers a or personal life, but I really wanted to get it off my chest. Makes me wonder if that is true about the alternate dimensions or if it's just regrets haunting me. Oh well...
How is it that I am still frustrated?
Like has two weeks of total frustration amounted to me still being insanely frustrated???
The last couple of nights I've had these nightmares where someone's trying to kill me and it either turns into the most erotic thing ever or I start laughing at the killer. I need help.
Idk how people have kids so close together . Almost 4 months later & my vagina is still too traumatized to have sex even if I wanted to . I can't imagine how this would feel if I had torn anything .