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Obsessed with the idea of someone forcing me to cum over and over for hours. Changing their tactics after every orgasm so I don’t get numbed from the stimulation. Their mouth devouring me with their hands on my thighs, forcing them to stay spread while they slurp and suck, my body jerking and trembling in their hands. Fingers pushing inside and triggering my g-spot while bouncing on my tender cervix. Ignoring my clit in favor of filling me with wiggling fingers until I clench around them with a moan. Grinding their thigh against my dripping slit and suckling my nipples at the same time. Biting, pulling, groping, bruising my soft breasts while I slide up and down their leg desperately. Sucking a dark hickey into my skin as I cum again. Spreading my pussy open and sliding a huge, soft dildo inside as far as it will go, and stroking my clit in slow circles as I whimper. Watching me helplessly roll against the toy and their hand, holding the dildo still for me to fuck. Teasing my swollen clit gently until I finally cry out, showering them in a built-up squirt and a shaking orgasm that takes a full 10 minutes to come down from.

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Broken.

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Caitlyn Siehl, from What We Buried; “In the kitchen”

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they call me the problem ignorer for reasons that i know but dont feel like addressing right now

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I don’t think I understood how much love was in your voice when you spoke to me until I heard you again for the first time in a while today.

I know you loved me, I loved you to but for very different reasons

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I miss feeling like a goddess. I felt beautiful. I felt strong. My nails were gorgeous. My makeup was great. My hair was perfect. I got nonstop compliments. Then this last month has felt so different.

I got royally humbled by my disability in public infront of so many people. I just laughed it off and for once I don’t feel stupid and thoroughly embarrassed. Don’t get me wrong I was embarrassed but it didn’t eat me alive this time.

Currently very sick and I feel and look like shit but I’m hoping for that glow back.

I miss me.

I miss her.

I miss him.

Where have they been?

I’ve been trying to build my confidence back up after someone told me I was dead. Why did I believe them? They hated that they could manipulate me but they couldn’t conquer me.

You didn’t conquer me. You broke me and told me my own feelings were a big lie. I’m not a liar. I love deeply.

I still love you. I still care for you from a distance. Just knowing you’re out there living is enough for me. I really do hope your life is better than it was when I found you.

Crushed into a little ball by a woman who hated that you were doing so much better than her. I hope both of you are striving on different paths with a beautiful little girl to hold your heads higher everyday.

I hope to see your beautiful face one day. I hope you see it too. You will be who you want to be. I still believe in you and I hope that builds you up.

Much love, Laura lain.

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im not christian but i do believe in the power of prayer. for this reason i keep a little homonculus in a dog crate under my bed which i have raised as a devout catholic. whenever i want something in my life to change i poke him with a stick and he clasps his grubby little paws together and starts chanting in latin. his prayers always go through because he has never known sin

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I’ll do anything for a person I love… even walk away so they can be happy.

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yeah sex is cool but have you ever not been abandoned

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can someone invent a type of letting go that actually feels good instead of feeling like your soul is getting ripped out via large intestine

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