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[jasonfootlover]

Nobody at all :

My brain all day : “tickles tickles tickles tickles tickles tickles tickles tickles tickles getting tickled getting tickled everywhere tickling tickles soft tickles rough tickles tickly kisses playful tickles tickling being held down and tickled being chased and tickled tickle teases tickles tickles tickles tickles tickles tickles tickles on my belly tickles on my neck tickles on my legs tickles on my feet tickles tickles tickles tickles”

[jasonfootlover]

just thinkin

It’s been a while since I’ve been tickled or had someone to tickle. I think the long time of not having that kind of fun has made me want it more, tho. Like the craving I can never have, and so I crave it more. But then that brings up a whole tsunami of thoughts, like what if I get to do it again but i over do it and I don’t get another chance in years? It’s been so long since I’ve been tickled, would I even enjoy it still? Am I rusty or just plain bad at tickling, and will I ever get the chance to answer that question?

idk, it’s been a long day, and a long time since I’ve experienced the joys of tickling

[jasonfootlover]

Once upon a time, I knew a girl named Addie.

when I was in high school, and was just starting to really get into the foot fetish and tickling communities (though Instagram), I met a girl named Addie. She was into tickling too, and we really hit it off. We texted every day, roleplayed tickling scenarios together, and she just became my best friend, and eventually a lover.

it was clear things weren’t going well for us tho, especially her. I don’t remember the details, but I remember her home life wasn’t great. I wasn’t doing well either, but I think I just did a better job of hiding it.

eventually, she decided that things should officially end between us, after more than a few hasty breakups-to-makeups. She told me that she hoped the best for me, and that I deserved to find someone perfect. But that’s my problem…

She was perfect.

even though it’s been like 7 years by now since I last spoke to her, I still think about her. I think about her often. And if not often, at least once a year. I miss her. I miss my friend, my partner, my tickle buddy. I miss having her in my life. But most of all… I hope she’s doing okay. I hope things got well for her, I hope she’s living her best life, and I hope she found someone who’s just as perfect as she is.

wherever you are in the world, I hope only the best for you, my ticklish.addie

I will always miss you…

[jasonfootlover]

BIG Ler mood

It’s pretty typical of me to be in a ler mood, but I’ve found myself especially needy for a lee to tickle recently. It hit me a few days ago how long it has really been since I’ve tickled someone, and now it’s all I can think about. Days and days, over and over, my mind completely filled with nothing but thoughts of tickling.

I want it!!! I wanna tickle!! Send help 😭

[jasonfootlover]

sleepy tickles are the best (as a ler)

Something I’ve always loved as a ler, even when I was really young, was sleepy tickles. Finding a lee who’s all cuddled up and resting, their foot sticking out the covers unsuspecting of tickles. And then you begin, this light, gentle glides and scratches of your fingers along their sole, and those toes start curling and flexing, with that adorable smile and soft giggles escaping their lips as they get caught between their rest and wakefulness. Even as they’re in dreamland, eventually the soft tickling is too much, and they have to pull their foot away, assuming you don’t go full “time to wake up” mode on them. I’ve always found that cute, just wanted to share it.