I should just watch Ingmar Bergman films all day and see where it gets me.

My problem is I’m still waiting for someone to break down my walls, and while I’m still standing this world makes my walls go up just a bit higher, harder and less likely to ever come down. I keep waiting and searching for something I’ve only seen in dreams.

Addicted to huffing Mod Podge spray (but not really close enough to it)

HBO needs to revive CRASHBOX. The kids need it so bad. As a kid I didn’t understand much of it but it was exciting, engaging and educational. And as an adult now I enjoy watching it and call out answers 🥰

Because one beer isn’t enough

Looking thoughtful but not a single thing behind these eyes ✌️😙✌️

I want to live in my books

The truest post you’ll read today

Why are Sundays inherently horny?

My mind is driving 1,000 MPH thinking about the Aussie and my German boo in a 3way with me sandwiched between them and my heart aches for it. Nothing is more delicious and appetizing than even imagining such a thing. I have an accent kink.

The Aussie man I have a crush on is coming to The States and wants me to finally meet me. How can I say no? I am simply barking and melting over the idea of him coming here and knocking my walls loose because of how bad I want him and how he makes me cum and feel submissive without even touching him

21 y/o activist injured by ICE: I will be blind for life. I have fractures in my skull that they can't fix. I can't sneeze or cough because it's dangerous to. I had shards of metal, glass, and plastic behind my eye and in my skull. This story is not getting enough attention.

I used to write for the love of writing and because I believed in the message/lesson my stories taught. These days I write now just to stay afloat and to escape to a better world with kinder people, where sometimes the villain is actually the better guy. In my little world I find peace. Unlike here.

It makes no sense that I should have to yell at a class to make them silent

I feel like my mom wants me to get a disease the way she keeps telling me about sexual safety like I don’t already know to go get tested and ask for testing. Telling me about DL men. Girl every man I know is open about their sexuality and I look at their results. It makes me uncomfortable to keep

Reading fanfiction at work again…

I’m just now realizing that Pandora’s Box and the myth of Eve are THE EXACT SAME STORY. Damn they stay blaming women no matter what.

Looking at guns because life is insane. Mind as well be cute while doing it. I got my eye on a pink opal revolver.

Whatever I thought I was looking for, doesn’t exist

I’m tired of having hot friends and not being able to do anything about it. BRO let me eat you out under the table. Stop being so cute and handsome, a nippley little guy that you are with pretty tits #femme4t

I have a new and twisted but romantic book idea

My toys! From @unboundbabes

I don’t care about anything. Just let me play with my toys.

Ending 2025 with a bang!

Thiccums where are you? GLAZE MEEEE GODDESS. I’m not worthy. Fr I’m trying to be someone’s footstool 🤩💕

I need a big bitch to sleep with and cuddle to dead in her warm bouncy gorgeous tits and sleep between her thighs to drown out the noise from the world. Her ass is my pillow. I want a fucking Goddess Mommy that I can’t even handle 😭🥹🫀🫀😩 I want her to smother me and tell me to STFU or SYBAU and eat!

I’m convinced I have a mild form of tourettes because of how often I curse and say “fuck off/fuck you” to anything that is a mild inconvenience to me. I so much as look at/think of something that makes me uncomfortable I start saying the N-word

😔 heavy are the hands that wears the keyboard into ashes.

Post orgasm brain is so real man. There is nothing in my head. I’m not even sure this is real.

My toes are curled and tummy spinning after how hard he made me cum. I wonder how big his hands are, I want to see them, gag on his fingers down my throat till I choke and drool. I’m so obedient and breedable right now.

One thing about The Boondocks is that it’s one of the stunningly beautiful animated and well designed shows on its time and still is to watch presently

America is a teenage girl— young and dumb, fucked over by old men. She was always told what to do by her mother country and still, misguided. She wears many faces, has all the same pimples no matter what. Oh, America, you never stood a chance.

I must be ovulating. Nothing else makes sense why I am this submissive and drooling over every word. I hardly give myself permission to drool over men, or to want and desire. So rarely I feel anything. I’ll ride this wave for as long as I can.

He gave me instructions and that made me even more wet and compliant. Am i melting?

Oh god… what is wrong with me? I’m getting worked up. By a man. And I can’t stop throbbing at every little word he says. God so help me. I must be truly sick. My slutty little self feels grateful and I don’t know why, but hell, am I obedient.

*cries in the negative balance*

I’m subbing AGAIN

Faith. Intimacy. Hedonism.

At this point I’m popping out one chapter a day and proud of myself to being back to writing religious smut

I believe that real prayer is not in your beliefs, but rather in your intentions.

Being sick makes me realize how much I dislike mouth breathers 😒

Humid days like this wreak havoc on my hair (roots especially) 😭😭😭

MY CHECK IS SHORT

Its always “come for me” and never “come for us”, if you’re mentally ill and have 2 other personalities, you BEST BELIEVE I’m dating you all and you are all fuckin me

Sometimes I am close to cumming when I read smutty scenes from a book or think about someone in specific and god it’s happening at the most inconvenient time and I can’t even get it to stop. My body is just in overdrive, blaring in my panties with need. Someone help me

I told the kids about Krampus so they will behave today. Also, black Santa is real.

Anal sex would fix me right now

I just came. I’m boneless. Boneless. BONELESSSS! TENDERNISM!

Can I please get Black Friday deals on my bills?

Eye appointment today, bought my stuffy for support and to beat up on and scratch when I get uncomfortable.