Feb 13
such a good boy for admitting how much he needs to feel taken care of and doted on. precious thing, mommy will make sure all of your needs are met, don’t you worry.
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such a good boy for admitting how much he needs to feel taken care of and doted on. precious thing, mommy will make sure all of your needs are met, don’t you worry.
also happy pride month to the bisexuals in a straight relationship just because you are dating someone of the opposite sex doesn’t erase your identity!! SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE WHORES THAT THINK OTHERWISE!
I AM BISEXUAL!!! ALWAYS HAVE BEEN AND ALWAYS WILL BE
i need you to understand that my jealousy comes from the deepest darkest parts of my mind. i fixate on your past because imagining there was someone else but you felt so deeply towards before me hurts. we all have a past, yes, but i am your first. your first everything. you choose me? what about her? what about everything you did together before? how much you probably thought about her the same way you think of me. it’s an excruciating thought process because i can’t separate what was then to what is now. i wonder if there are moments you think what if. and i wonder if i’m any part of that.
if i’m being honest i hope that after we die there is nothingness, because i can’t bear the thought of going somewhere and not finding you again.
whatever. can you pull me into your arms? can you let me rest there against you? let my head press down on your chest? so i can listen to your heart beat? will you rub circles into my back? will you whisper soft nothings? will you tilt my head back so you can kiss me gently but firm? let your gaze linger on mine when we pull away? hold eye contact with me while i melt inside? smile at me like i hung up all the stars in the sky? will you take care of me? will you stay with me when things get hard? will you understand me like nobody ever has? can you let me love you in the only way i know how? can i be unabashedly myself around you? can i smile with my teeth? can i show off my figure? will you help me get over my fear of candids? will you not judge me for my actions? can you show me how to trust you? can i let my guard down around you? will you allow me to be angry? will you allow me to be sad? can i talk to you about my late mother? can i tell you all the things that happened to me when i was young? will that help you understand why i am the way that i am? will you still love me even if i’m a wreck? will you take me to the ocean? can you? can you let me call you baby? can you let me call you daddy? can you be my best friend? can you be the love of my life? will you? will you stay with me? will you love me as much as i love you? can you show me it’s not difficult? will you show me it’s safe?
are you safe?
it’s 7:02 am and i’m thinking about how lucky i am to have someone like you in my life i can lean towards, that i can hold, and cherish. you make me laugh and smile on the days i feel the most helpless. your encouragement and support mean the world to me, because fighting the voices in my head alone sometimes isn’t enough to get rid of them. i need your voice to echo louder than the ones blaring in my head. i need you to outdo them, to help me tune them out, and you know how to every time. i don’t feel as lost having you there by my side. you push me forward and remind me that i’m not as doomed as i thought i was. i’m thinking about how i love you more than words can describe. i feel it deep in my chest and in my bones. i feel like i can conquer the world now that i’ve loved you, because loving you is one of the greatest things i ever did.
do you fw girls who are obsessed with your entire being yes or no
no, don’t act like you’re my friend. don’t even act like you’re my mother, because you’re far from either. my mother would never speak to me the way you do. i used to look up to you, thought you were so cool, so fun to be around, and now you make my insides turn. the disrespect is so blatant. i hate how you project onto me, and nitpick over things that are out of my hand. my relationship is mine, the way i choose to express myself is none of your business i’m going to be something in life while you’re going to rot to death as just a nobody. an ass wiper. i would acknowledge you for the things you have done that are commendable but you aren’t worthy of that because you’re an envious son of a bitch who thinks she’s better than everyone else so none of those things count regardless. fuck you. i can’t wait to no longer be working in your presence.