some of you need to romanticise the fucking paragraph break
What a year this week has been.
this is actually me
lord the kitties you have sent on a title fight r too busy giggling at each other
i unironically LOVE giving head. whether that be pussy or cock, i will DEVOUR. i love making someone moan and squirm, and i canβt help but moan myself because i just love it so much. i love when they grab my hair and either shove their cock further down my throat or force my face deeper into their cunt. fuck. i love giving head.
Tracery, sculpture by Timothy Cleary
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Reality Is Falling Apart.
People underestimate how much it fucks you up to be subtly excluded as a kid. I would try to talk to my classmates and be met with disinterest or annoyance. The one friend I had, who I clung to and nodded along to his every word, had other friends he liked just as much or more. And his other friends didnβt care for me at all.
I look back at pictures from the time and see how separated I was from them. I remember knowing I was different. I remember posing questions about the world to the girls playing next to me and realizing that they had never asked the same ones to themselves. That the ways we thought couldnβt be more different.
I kept myself amused with my own fanatical stories and musings in my head. I would wander the playground on a circular path, imagining a friend and being sorely disappointed when it didnβt feel as real as Iβd hoped.
There was a bubble separating me from everyone else, thin, and nearly invisible, but with a pearly sheen you could catch under the right conditions. I knew it was there, they knew it was there, and it changed me