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Reblogged konoko
Anonymous asked:
what r ur kinks
being loved
humiliate me intellectually
Reblogged aahsoup
heart shaped forget-me-nots
one great thing about being sa'ed as a kid? You've always got these weird reactions to doctors touching you, and now that you're older and you know what happened and you need to do certain exams, you just can't. If you do, you'll have a fucking panic attack and probably pass out because the thought of another human being touching you makes you so fucking sick you want to die.
isn't that just perfect y'all /s
Reblogged luthienne
dogmotif-deactivated20240505
if you're not obsessed with anything weird and niche please try harder. stop going outside for a while. consider getting weirder about the things you already like
Reblogged error-dot-com
beastly thing
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Writing is more than just stringing words together.
My writing is my blood, sweat, and tears. It's my desires, my interests, my fears. It's my dwindling sanity. It's sleepless nights, fueled by the need to get the words out. It's my heart pounding in my chest because of too much caffeine. It's typos because my shaky fingers miss the keys. It's doubt, uncertainty, as I give myself over to the process, wondering if I'll manage to live up to my own expectations. It's guilt, devastation, when I feel like I can't. It's strength, perseverance, when I continue regardless. It's accomplishment, pride, a rush, when I'm satisfied with the result. It's change because, just like the words, I, too, have changed, a part of me now inextricably tied to what I have created, forever left behind on the page, by the time I'm done.
Reblogged tearfulangel
they just prescribed me gunshot to the head at the urgent care
