I Apologise, I Am Ovulating

If you aren’t her safe place you’re doing it wrong

if he doesn't dress like this I don't want him

i feel attacked by this, cus it's true

You think you know her because you’ve seen her selfies.

Read her reviews.

Scrolled her curated little life.

But you don’t know her.

Not until you’ve seen her Tumblr.

Where the filters drop.

Where the fantasies are raw.

Where she reblogs things she’d never dare say out loud.

That’s where she tells the truth—

and the truth is filthy and beautiful.

Why am I attracted by men who casually degrade me. When instead of being weirded out by my unholy thoughts, they call me a little slut.

I will

I will put you in the most humiliating & disgusting situations possible.

And you will say thank you.

yes, i know all the lyrics by heart😭

need someone to lick me

👅👅👅

a need. every time I'm in a vehicle I can't help but think how good it would feel if I was impaled on a dildo

I'm about to say something really unhinged but imagine if like all seating in public places (benches, restaurant chairs, university classroom desks, public transportation, etc.) were divided between male and female seats and this was strictly enforced. Now imagine that every seat designated for females had some type of phallic, dildo-like object fixed on where she has to sit. The protruding objects would come in a huge variety of shapes and sizes, from 2 inches tall and 1 inch around to 10 inches long with a 4 inch girth. Some are smooth, some are ribbed, some are curved, some have bulbous heads, some have bumps, etc! And every time a female went somewhere where she would have to sit, she would have to move her skirt to the side and sit on the object, as that's the rules of polite society. ❤️

Shy girls attending uni would scramble on the first day of classes to pick their seat first to ensure they don't get stuck sitting on the 10-inch hammer for the rest of the year.

Women squirming in movie theater seats during exciting movies, or crying out during horror films in such a way that you're not sure if it was the jumpscare or something else.

A sweet looking girl on the subway trying not to cry because she was late this morning and the phallus in the only seat left was bigger than she's used to and the vibrations from the car are making it feel sooo good.

Imagine sitting across a girl on a first date in a restaurant. She arrived and sat before you did so didn't see what was in her chair and your mind is going wild imagining what kind of object is filling your date right across from you. The date goes well and as the night goes on and the flirting gets heavier you can notice her slowly rocking her hips and her breathing get uneven and you get to decide if you want to take her away from there or let her sit and stay and unravel deliciously here in front of everyone.

Imagine? ❤️

what’s the point of me having a clit if not to torture it! you can’t fuck my clit, it just sits there, completely useless. you may as well entertain yourself by slapping it & covering it in icyhot or tiger balm to watch me squirm & cry