Brainless Scrolling Hoping Someone Sees Me Like Their Shit And Fucks The Rest Of My Brains Out Gargle

sitcom with two very kinky roommates, one goth girl and one saccharine pink strawberry girl, rooming with a very vanilla normal girl

title: neapolitan

Put me in a room with an overthinker in cute thigh-high socks and a little skirt

I- I honestly just want to card my fingers through her hair with her head on my lap- while she tells me all her anxious thoughts and I tell her what a good girl she is for being so brave and open, and that those socks look so cute on her. I bet they'll have pretty patterns and that the colour will suit her. I bet she's been having big thoughts lately and just wants cuddles with someone who will listen. And maybe we'll kiss too but only after I've successfully attached her to my hip after swallowing the key to the room so she's my own personal overthinker in cute thigh-high socks and a little skirt.

I don't crave having plants or children, I crave whatever this is. I'll protect you from the big bad world, just let me steal you first pretty please

People that deal with my shit <<< People that want to be my friend = people that tell me their deep spicy thoughts who will make my brain mispell the letter A <<< a hug goddamnit

Ploop ploop ploop

Hugs are nice. I want more hugs and to have cute meet cutes. When does that happen I thought it was right now with the person seeing this is it?

Yall remember that chocolate increases horniness! Completely unrelated note there’s a chocolate fountain on the table feel free to grab some and dip them in the chocolate chip ice cream with chocolate syrup and we can watch Netflix and you can wrap your arm around me while the chocolate makes me seem a little more attractive to you then you pounce on me like a wild animal taking what’s yours I drool and you put your chocolate covered fingers in my mouth

Did that bring all the girls to the yard if not I have chocolate milkshakes hehe 💜

Fear is such a useful tool. There's the lesser fear of the knife, the fear of injury, death. And sure, that's lovely. But it's like a spark- burns hot and then it's gone.

I prefer the type of fear that lingers. The fear of starvation, the fear of being forgotten. Of losing status or the respect of a role model. Of everything you've built for yourself collapsing around you like a house of glass cards.

The type of fear that gnaws at you when you're struggling to sleep or looking through your bills.

Give me control of that fear, that tool? And I'll be able to do anything I please with you.

I know like cum denial is hot and all but like for me it loses its intimacy, the charm of like 24/7 bliss knowing you’ll be used. It’s weird cause like it’s a fun concept especially since I’m like obedience 99.999% to my brat percent but it also feels like I’m being put on a shelf until someone wants to pick me up again and play with me. Sex is how I show love and care and cumming is basically what kissing feels like to the majority like you know? Just on a ramble and I want opinions

hello beloveds ☺️

STOP treating me with respect or like a person. I’m porn. I’m a pet. I’m property.