What’s The Perviest Thing You’ve Done Irl?

my home page is a 50/50 mixture of the most down bad shit known to mankind, the kinds of things that would make god fall to his knees in tears, wondering what he had wrought upon the world he claimed to love... and the other half is gay lawyers and toxic yaoi.

i love tumblr.

bitches call me goro akechi the way i'm autistic and evil

my minecraft pets

their names are lard and coconut oil :3

i'm gonna try to get more like parrots and stuff

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long story short, i guess i'm just so obsessive over little things. i suppose i need to live by the motto "it's easier to beg for forgiveness than permission," but it's much harder than it sounds. the thought of someone not forgiving me (even if i barely know them) is unbearable.

ugh and i'm SO worried about either talking too much or too little. it freaks me out when i type a lot and someone responds with a few words or vice versa.

anyways weird depressive rant over, back to the freaky and the weird... probably. might come back later if i don't get over this.

sometimes i wonder if i'm too nice for my own good

as much as i love the IDEA of doing it, i'm really awful at degrading people because i want everyone to feel good :D

it mostly comes from a place of anxiety, i guess. like a voice in the back of my head that tells me that everything i'm doing is wrong.

oh what a dilemma i have found myself in... i'd appreciate any tips if people have them, mostly about swallowing that anxiety (even though i don't think anyone would really read this)

I'm sorry I liked all your posts ur funny and I wanna fuck you

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The ABSOLUTE sexiest is this one woman I saw at work one time who was so nice to me

She was like a metalhead with tons of tattoos and piercings and we talked for a fair bit about music before she left it was cool

(and also the previously mentioned person <3)

(and whoever is reading this. i love you all.)

ughhh crazy and obsessive people my beloved

tell me you're not going to let anyone else even talk to me, condition me to believe that it's okay and that you're all i need

follow me home to "make sure i get home alright" and then look through my windows just to "double check"

send me texts and voicemails about nothing in particular because you just want to talk to me

threaten to hurt me or yourself if you even start to suspect that i'm going to leave you

tell other people that they can't talk to me, spread rumors saying stuff about me so that i'm all yours

hurt them when you see that they're still trying

and if i finally start to realize what you're doing, maybe you just need to take more drastic measures :3

hey ;)

current mood:

(couldn't sleep)

i'll be honest, i didn't know where to put the sexual one. not sure if that IS where it's most accurate, i'm just currently really bad at expressing my more dirty thoughts. any advice for breaking that anxiety or gathering my thoughts about it would be greatly appreciated. (anons are open... not that i'm convinced anyone will send any.)