If you are wondering will this cabin cure me? Yes… book it. Day 2 at the cabin and I’m playing pretend… to live on a hillside near some mountains and a crick + 🤼 we got a Hot tub. Sauna🧚🏼‍♂️*💦 Always wanted to build em with mi hands. any distinguished gentlehumans wanna fun(d) me? links in bio 🧚🏻‍♂️*👅

Lv34 Druid knight Favorite spell: Wild ride 🤼👅 Let’s see some swords and staffs… Comment urz below W/ your favorite spell *Tis me birthday 👀

It’s my birthday… To feel sexy. that is my wish. For me & anyone reading this. (Y’all deserve love, —especially from the self ) Can’t wait to gift that to mi self later… + one of my best dudes got him and i a cabin… hehe 🧚🏼‍♂️ 🥹 A couple days… hottub.. woods…a crick near a 🏔️ 😏🤼👅

Birthday is tomorrow! Gunna level up to a Lv 34 Druid Papa… Life is too short to not pretend to be a lil pole dancer / rider 😏

Wig. Heard 🤼 tanks costar 🤪👅 Many of us could probably apply an inner “soft” Dom more often. I used to be so insecure, still can be but I had to unlearn the negative inner beliefs and toxic self talk I adopted from family, religion, culture, some thing I told myself…horrible…

Wild how some just boop without a care. I used to envy that ability. I learned my body / mind wasn’t broken— just stuck in survival mode in a broken / unfair & insane society. Now I’m learning to breathe steady, to find safety in my self—in stillness, in play and rewire with logic & kindness.

Hell yeah, VA + NY 💙 🤘🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈 win, win for progress

Getting heavy…

Vote. Silence is an answer. Use your voice… your thoughts, feelings, and ideas matter. Give them space when you’re able &safe 🫡🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈 🧚🏻‍♂️* voting is a great way to do that

Hehe…. Thanks dude 🧚🏻‍♂️ yall my favorite vitamin combo…. Unless directly from source… iykyk 👅💦🧚🏻‍♂️ *

Don’t forget to stretch \ connect With Uz light …🧚🏻‍♂️* www.tiktok.com/t/ZP8DDYtDH/

Hope you release that nut, fuck shame and #nonutnovemeber It’s the self proclaimed “chill” guys that have the biggest anger/emo issues and thickest cocks Coming from an ex “chill” dude… I was never chill. Still not…. Unless we are puff passing my bong with our dicks outz … Then I’m chill 🤪🩵💜💦

Still getting used to the buzzz and yeah I cried about it. This brain surgery been bonkers of a rollercoaster. But we are here and this was my victory lap / pose to help bring in those positive vibes 🧚🏻‍♂️*….

#fcf been three days and had to release. Especially if I’m gunna be smashing someone’s pumpkin 🎃 The only thing better would have been someone’s son w/ a beard to help clean up this session of self care. Because my ball & beard… covered with dat heavy glaze

I have to missed the margarita in our midnight margarita tradition… Because brain surgery…🤪 But doth not mean one can’tz bring their own spirits 🧚🏼‍♂️🤘🩵

Reminder to only keep positive, sexy, slutty thoughts when you fit your costumes this weekend 🤘 Confidence is the costume. 🧚🏼‍♂️💪🫰 —Happy halloween slut * 🎃

Wrote spells of release morning with the moon & gray skies still in mind… .release who / what lets go — don’t give negative energy a home in your body. & don’t keep self-limiting beliefs Here. We listen. to our gut. To our hurtz Our feelz. We learnz.

Me RN taking a pumpkin from the front cause I doth not have a costume…. Only a wizards staff 😏 Now…all I need is a permanent marker to write. “For thicc & bearded wizards / noble & slutty knights 🤪”

#fcf been three days and had to release. Especially if I’m gunna be smashing someone’s pumpkin 🎃 The only thing better would have been someone’s son w/ a beard to help clean up this session of self care. Because my ball & beard… covered with dat heavy glaze

You should have see my beard. Been 3 days. 💦

Brb gunna smoke a joint & journal and then bust it 💦 - that’s my therapy 🤪

Brb gunna smoke a joint & journal and then bust it 💦 - that’s my therapy 🤪

Wanna see more nudes from the past? … also fuck shame. Only you can give yourself shame. Even if it stems from their belief. They choose that bias, judgement. We get to be free Oh and while we are at it Fuck modesty. No kingsz #gay #poly #freethinker #naturalist #nokings be #queer

#braintumor recovery is wild. 5 weeks now. Can’t believe time flew like this. I guess that is what happens when tumor is deep in your memory. Thank the gods it is all slowly coming back…tho I might need a therapist after this surgery |breakup | recovery #gototheraphy We can persevere & 🌱

Slowly remembering my life again has been wild. The #braintumor was in my memory, causing chronic pain I didn’t know really existed until it was out. I thought everyone’s head felt that way. Tight. Always alert. Scared. I learned to create personas for protection. “Masks” some call them.

Craving a thic stafff to hold on to… I would grab my own but we already played this morning 🤪🧚🏼‍♂️ Featuring: a nude from about ten years ago—I was an intern in LA woke up horny missing my bf, now husband of 15 years. And yeah, I did definitely scope out the gays and theys on Grindr while in LA…

Today make the 4th week since brain surgery. They say recovery can take up to 8 and have to wait 8 weeks before I can lift again. I can’t wait to get back to it! Imma grow bigggg ole tiddies and mountainous ass and fortify these trunck of legs. Also manifesting god worthy biceps when I’m back 💪🩵

444 confirmation: “Just do…” whatever that thing is— the one you keep circling, or you’re finally ready… “Reclaim your power.” Steady the current. Keep becoming. Consistency and compassion are the real keys to growth and innovation. The world’s already painful enough—

Just wrote my heart out, cried with the sunrise. Some things I’m channeling for the fellowship… “Fuck you for that” “I love you, I hate you-I’m sorry” “I forgive myself, it wasn’t wasted time, I grew during these X years” “Imma keep growing” “Love you always now I let go for me to be free”

Humping over to share a few lost tales from before mine spine doth crumble. At least I got a couple of fine days walking ‘round laughing with satyrs and giant gnomes Recovery from this brain tumor hath been a true rollercoaster of ups and downs but gods, am I grateful for the ups and kindfolk 🧚🏼‍♂️

I love being #poly. The husband has a boyfriend. I’m single. have a family, A home Security through depth, honesty, and communication. That’s how we’ve lasted 15+ years. We share some things— but mostly, we share trust and respect. And yeah… now I’m hard 😏 #polyamory #queer #love #lgbtqia

Sending each other porn, being dudes— feral one minute, giggly the next. 🩵 Gods, I miss that. The chaos. The laughter. We cuddled like the perfect puzzle piece while we’d say “bro, I’m so gay for you” 🩵 Two knights, pretending not to blush beneath the armor 🩵

I wrote something true— too true to post. Shadow and light still wrestle in my ribs. They asked for release… and so, I began. A tale of two wolves— or nine, if you’re a kitsune. 🦊

Angel number 555 has been showing up a lot lately. It’s the number of transformation — the forge, Change. preparation. I accept. I drift with the storm. Letting it sculpt me into something freer, kinder, and truer. 🧚🏼‍♂️⚡️🩵

Wanna sniff? 🐺

You like it bald? What about a baddie with a walker 💪 trying to feel cute with #selflove #gay #healing

Freshly shaved and the scar’s healing up 🧚🏻‍♂️* Wild that brain surgery was on my bingo card this year… What did we used to say? Yolo Been rocking a walker, humbled as hell but learning to be kind to my body again. 4 weeks down, 4 to go. Can’t wait to lift again, imma crush my tiddies so hard 💪🤼🩵

Y’all, I do this for my lore. And for research. Big psyche, consciousness, quantum physics, neuroscience, and natural world nerd energy here. This is my outlet for play. It’s wild that 5k of y’all stay— my wizard staff must be goon-worthy 🧙🏻‍♂️💦

A psychological wound is no different than a physical one. Both force change. Both signal healing. But only i can decide whether that trauma becomes a teacher or a tenant in my body. I’m done renting space to #anger and hurt— I learned to feel them. listen. but I only keep what helps me grow. 🌱

I hope you prove me wrong one day. For the love I showed was a gift. Keep it. 🧚🏼‍♂️🩵 * (Though part of me wants to rip that love back from the void, what’s done is done. Love can’t be replaced, only released.) I’m done hurting. Enough is enough I only hold on to what helps me grow.

Keep pulling knight of wands… third time really was the charm

Nerve pain is no joke. Currently in the ER—my spine and nerves are at war again. 🤘🤪 I went from the healthiest I’ve ever been to surviving a brain tumor and now I can barely walk. Had to use a wheelchair… Still, I write. Pain is a teacher—and I’m listening and will grow from this rot and decay 🧚🏼‍♂️🩵💜

Pushed too hard today—sciatica’s flaring again. Weeks in a hospital and bed really mess with your spine. Call me Domino, ‘cause something’s always knocking me down…and I keep getting back up. 🩵 Movement and working out saved me from myself. And imma keep playing till I’m told I can’t anymore 🤘

Sharing with strangers online has become a spell of healing. 🩵🏳️‍🌈 There’s power in being raw, messy, and real. So thank you, dudes To the kind & empathetic ones—forehead kisses from a wizard’s staff. 🧚🏼‍♂️✨ Do no harm, take no shit, and yes… red hats are banned from this enchantment. 🫰

#nokings To those who celebrate stay true, steady the current. We can make it out of this. Always keep hope. Empathy is our way through. It’s both intelligence and human nature. From empathy, honest communication, logic, and creativity — comes strength and innovation. Onward, hazahhhh 🗡️🧚🏼‍♂️🩵

Go the distance, dudes ⚡️💪 (Inspired by a rewatch) Been healing rewatching defining cinema while I heal from brain surgery MiG HT do V for Vendetta next This is when my hero complex started, this, Power Rangers, Captain Planet, Ferngully, and Smallville are to blame hehe 🤼🩵🫂

Thanks to everyone who’s let my words run over—who’s listened, even when it was messy or raw. Writing is how I process—between brain surgery, heartbreaks, and breakthroughs. I’ve survived something that literally tried to kill me… and my chronic headaches are gone.

I dig deep… into the roots. What I thought was connection, an answer to a dream, was instead rot. A mirror to my own wound of neglect. My past. Trauma. Abuse. Grief. Yet here I am, not fully broken. Still growing. Still alive. 🌱

I always get nostalgic this time of year. Nostalgia is the thread I follow the way I time travel through memory to rewire and repair my nerves. I use movies as portals to the past. Tonight, I’m watching The Craft and garden hehe 🤪 gonna travel my psyche, brb 🧚🏼‍♂️ My kind of Friday night in October.