Something in my brain having to do with sex and kink has become fundamentally broken and I really cannot figure out what, why, or how to fix it. It doesn't bring me any pleasure or excitement anymore, just makes me feel sad and isolated and dumb :/
Fucking hell, yes please 🥺
Sucks for me though, I'm not hot, interesting, or talented enough for anyone to give a shit.
Lol I've been awake 15 minutes and I have already realized that today is going to be a badddddd mental health day...
Mooooooooooooooooooood
Soooooo on top of the full on mental health breakdown I had in October and am still trying to recover from, *and* on top of the crisis at work that I've been burning myself out on all week, my coparent is now spiraling because she's going to lose her job come July. Thanks, universe. Really helpful.
Both are grammatically correct, though apparently the first one is more common.
www.merriam-webster.com/grammar/what...
Kinda amused that according to French cuisine, all you have to do to turn a sandwich from a Mr. into a Mrs. is crack an egg.
My mom straight up asked me if my friend was actually ~more~ than just a friend. I absolutely busted out laughing and just blurted out "oh yeah, we've been poly for *years* at this point." So that's how my retired Pastor mom learned that I'm polyamorous. She's taken it really well, on the whole.
Eventually though, my coparent and I decided it was probably time to just tell my folks that we were seeing other people and also non-monogamous. We planned out talking to them the next time we were out there. However, the day we actually did go out there, before we had a chance to say anything,
Heh, I went several years without telling my folks I was poly. They knew my coparent I had become platonic-only, but I hadn't really said anything about dating or partners. What I *did* do was invite my girlfriend along to some holiday/family stuff, though I just called her my "friend" for that.
Yeahhhh, that's true, though I probs don't need to be complaining about not writing as much when I'm doing it >.>
Lol, called out
Now hitting the DIY scene: estradiol manteca!
The hottest and most intense relationship I've ever had started out when a trans guy and I bonded over our shared appreciation for misogyny as a kink. We basically just RP'd a classically toxic, abusive het relationship. It was *sooooo* good 😊
Well this is a deliciously nasty little bit of satire. Vicious, pithy, and exactly the sort of thing you really really wish you didn't find so *fucking* hot.
I think I still have a sword floating around somewhere, though it wouldn't be my first choice for what weapon I'd pose with topless to send to girls
LMAOOOOOOOOOO uh huh, keep telling yourself that, princess.
I wanna get attention and validation by posting more fucky horror smut but my life is all messy right now and it's making my brain all messy right now too and that's making it impossible for me to write anything ;_; helllllllp I just wanna make girls cum from fucked up shit
Baaaahahahahahaa oh God, you're in for....well....something, for sure 🤣 can't wait to hear your reaction as it progresses.
Torturing prisoners from deeply marginalized groups and calling it medical research is, quite literally, Nazi shit. Not even exaggerating. Literally exactly the same shit the Nazis did. Would really love to know if anyone is going to, y'know, do anything about it...
Well....fuck.
Spending the day idly flipping through lex and Grindr knowing full well I'm too fat, old, and ugly for anyone to be interested. Why do I do these things to myself? Why can't I just accept what things are gonna be like and stop making myself feel like shit?
No, but, like, for real though. I wish I was skinny. And pretty. Really hate feeling like I can't even fit in with my own community -_-
I need something horrifyingly perverse and scandalous to happen to me. I have no idea what, but....something.
"every accusation is a confession" has never been more true than with the modern Republican party. An entire political apparatus full of nothing but pedophile rapists.
Last year we finally took a stab (lol) at trying to hollow out the lamb cake and fill the center with raspberry jelly, to create the proper horrorshow effect when cutting into it. A good time was had by all!
If you're doing callout posts about artists creating fictional taboo content, you may not consider yourself a fascist, but you are one. You are their stupid tool at the bare minimum. The good news is you can stop doing that at any time
I figured out a couple years ago that I don't like pain. What I *do* like, a hell of a lot, is having pain inflicted on me against my will, for exactly this reason. The fear and panic and helplessness and humiliation are absolutely ~intoxicating~ 🫠
