Maybe X Anon Realized This Blog Is An Extension Of Your SH.
Maybe X anon realized this blog is an extension of your SH.
perhaps. i do wish the x anon would’ve dm’d me, however. i would’ve told them what was wrong, rather than tell the world.
my dm’s are always open, if you ever have personal questions.
remember, if YOU wouldn’t feel comfortable answering that question in front of a large crowd, i probably won’t feel comfortable answering if.
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nothing but a stupid, pathetic dog, who whines when they get kicked, then loyally wait at the door for the next.
you're sweet when you cry, captain. glowing, even.
– ✘
sweet? glowing?
i’m not crying. at least, not anymore
you must be imagining things.
tw. you know the drill.
i’m nothing but a devoted mutt. a dirty, cheap whore. a disgusting, vile being that exists only for the pleasure of others.
i need someone to adore, someone to hurt me and love me, all at the same time. without a special person, a favorite person, i’m useless.
what good is a useless mutt?
i’m awful. no one will ever need me like i need them. i’m too damn needy…i cry when i get degraded too harshly, and when i get praised because i don’t deserve kind words ever, and when you leave me alone too long.
no one will ever need me like i need them.
idek, some sort of vent.
god, i wonder what i look like in your mind. it surely won’t match up to me, right?
this body is not me. and i hate looking in the mirror and seeing that.
i don’t have a fucking cunt, of all things. i don’t have tits. i don’t have sinewy arms and soft hands.
the person in the mirror is not me.
will you still like me, even if i don’t match up to your expectations?
its not that i wanted to stop talking to you, i was just didnt want to overstay my welcome if you have things to do./gen how far away is 9:30? its 8h away my time hehe -⛓
well, at time of writing this, it’s 9:07. i’ve decided to start redoing my tagging system, so that means i’m already on tumblr. i can always spare a few minutes to talk.
Not to be an absolutely deplorable disgusting whore but like
What if we held each other softly and shared our deepest thoughts and interests with each other
What if we were completely vulnerable and raw, seeing every flaw and crack but still decided to accept each other exactly as is, rigged edges and all
Is that too slutty guys? I know I write some real fucked up shit is this too far-
maybe that idea is right, only one way to find out/lh -⛓
using my own words against me, now, are we?
for someone who was so scared, your confidence sure did build up fast.
