#Girlfriend Back After Break Up

[mono-blogs-art]

Need to continue watching Pluto so bad because the premise is CRAZY but so intriguing and fun. And the mystery is getting me. Also, there ain't no way May doesn't know that "Oom" isn't actually Oom and just Ai in disguise. Like, Ai tries for exactly one day to act and dress like her sister but she immediately goes back to motorcycle riding and double denim outfits. The way she talks and acts (and probably also feels and smells) is totally different from Oom. Her girlfriend would immediately be able to tell the difference. And that makes it all the more fun because I KNOW May is just messing with her for some reason? But she also genuinely likes her? She's so fun. And girl, you're definitely getting the better twin. Meanwhile Ai is in the torture machine since minute 1 of this show and I love her. Girl get up

[mushroominaforest]

Idk if I missed something or am dumb, but how did Cody get temporarily blinded?

Also LOVE the story I'm so happy to see you posting abt it sjkskskskd

Aahhshshjdjsjsfhdh thank you so much (dies)

Basically the reason he can’t see is ‘cause both of his eyes are swollen shut lol (I once had a bad black eye that I couldn’t open for like two days, Cody just has that but with both eyes rip)

How that happened I will leave to your imaginations, but I can confirm it was Eliana who did it

(A lot of yapping in the tags be warned lol)

[thurio-edau]

TWENTY EPISODES UNTIL LAW

TWENTY EPISODES UNTIL LAW

TWENTY EPISODES UNTIL LAW

TWENTY EPISODES UNTIL LAW

[todayisafridaynight]

//destroys your windows by blasting girlfriend by avril lavigne from my shitty 2007 cd player//

[slippery-minghus]

oof

[learn-and-accept]

I can't be depressed, I ate vegetables two days in a row

[arolesbianism]

Finally got around to designing some of the oldest members of the og magic cat world story, yknow only took me like 5 years fhfksgkfg

[our-lady-of-mcr]

everytime i think im done ranting i remember something else LMFAO this one is extra long i hit tag limit god mf damn

[kurtzhot]

the thing about riverdale season 7 is that even though it is textually the gayest season it is so easily the worst at being textually gay. they robbed kevin and clay and cheryl and toni of doing anything interesting or having a meaningful relationship with any other character all season and their song in archie the musical is boring af. but the subtextual gay relationships are insane because the characters spend their screentime doing other stuff and have hopes and dreams and stuff. archie and reggie are wrestling in their shared bedroom and worrying that their respective passions for writing and basketball will take them away from eachother. gay kevin and clay are in love i guess because they keep telling us they are. do you see what i mean or am i being an asshole

[orcelito]

I've been following that AITA blog for a bit now and it has me thinking about my own life situations with conflict and drama. A passive "do I have anything I could submit to that blog?" But upon thinking about it, it's like... I really find no value in asking strangers whether I'm "the asshole" in situations. There are situations where I'm clearly not at fault, situations where I was a little shit but it was justified, and at least one situation where I have a definite "Oh yeah, I was definitely the asshole there". All in the past, so it's not like I'd even need advice or anything. I already know, so what's the point?

Maybe it stems from me being a generally self-aware and self-confident kind of person. I know what's going on with myself, know when I've wronged people, & I have a mentality of "well, I'll try to not do that in the future." Even if I feel a little guilty thinking back, what's the point of asking after something when I know I'm at fault? Or situations where things were complicated and both people had fault in things, but I know I wasn't being shitty on purpose & that's what matters to me. Ultimately, it results in a bunch of strangers drawing conclusions about things I really don't care about outside input on.

Still love reading the blog tho. There's something about reading up on random people's life drama that satisfies that gossipmonger soul in me So well.

[hamine2]

I just learned that the guy from the Netflix documentary on LGBT+ conversion therapy, the former leader of Freedom March, went through some financial issues since the release of the doc, and was helped by a lesbian and her family during his time of need, because his own Christian community failed to help him. He was broke, and not a single "person of faith" helped him. I wish I could be a bitch about it and yell "Karma!" with a big smile on my face, but after investigating a little bit more about what went down... I just feel sad for her.

Because yes, that *guy* transitioned BACK to female, and is going by the name of Scarlet McCall again... And she has an Only Fans as well, btw.

And listen, I know she's fucked up. Like, ROYALLY fucked up. But I'm still happy for her.

Yes, she's still very religious, and yes she's still has some... terrible takes on politics and the current state of the world, but I'm glad she found herself.

HOWEVER... These previous "Christian friends" of hers are attacking her online, non-stop. And she's trying to stay sober, while receiving these evil, disgusting comments about how she should "repent" and "turn back to Christ".

It's awful.

And while I know that she still has a lot to apologize for, a lot of inner change to go through, and a lot to learn and unlearn about, well, everything... it's clear as water that she's going through hell.

Her own family has rejected her, Christian nationalists are going after her, and LGBT+ folks have turned our backs to her because of all the horrible things she's done to our community.

It's a sad situation.

I'm not going to defend her, because again, I know she's done her fair share of evil deeds, but... I do think we, the gays, should show her a little but of compassion.

Because the way things are going two things could happen in the near future: 1- She dies (either by un-aliving herself, or someone straight up killing her), 2- She goes back to her "old Christian life" and resumes hurting even more people in the process.

I'm leaving the links to her new and old profiles on Facebook right here, since they are public, so you can understand what I'm talking about...

But again, things aren't looking good.

Scarlett's profile: https://web.facebook.com/jeffrey.mccall.792

The one who shall not be named profile, with the story of the lesbian woman: https://web.facebook.com/p/Jeffrey-Mccall-100032868891804/?_rdc=1&_rdr

I'm a religious person myself, and I'm bi. I don't share her exact faith, and my doctrine's view on sexuality and gender is far more flexible than the traditional Catholic/Christian's. But I do believe in redemption. I understand she's not a saint, and she's still saying some pretty fucked up things online, but she'll never let go of her toxic beliefs and her old way of thinking if we don't at least try to extend an olive branch towards her.

[non-un-topo]

Considering taking a week off to try and get some energy back

[crvstybowlofcereal]

this is a really specific vent(?) post. im processing things by putting them in words. its not serious, feel free to ignore me lol

i just want to say that a couple years ago when i was in the beginning stages of researching autism (and would soon realize i am most likely autistic) i was in a relationship. and communication in a relationship is So Very important to me. I would constantly ask how he was (obviously it was more specific to whatever situation was going on) and he would always say he was fine. If I had even the Slightest hint that he wasn't actually Fine (like 19 times out of 20) i would continue asking if he was sure and if he wanted to talk, and he continued to say he was fine. half the time i assumed he meant it and i read the situation wrong, the other half of the time i assumed he didn't want to talk about it.

he ended up breaking up with me because i

"didn't pick up on some things"

"what kind of things?" i asked

"idk, just, things."

and he had been talking to my friend (U) about our relationship, and telling her that i wasn't picking up on things. she got mad at me and we had a "fight" for a short time, she thought i was being a bad partner, and her sister (M) (who is toxic and possessive) felt like i wasn't spending enough time with her, so she complained about it to their mom, who got mad at U for it for some reason? so U also brought all that up, telling me M felt left out. (i wasn't leaving M out of anything, i was sitting with my partner at lunch half of the time, she was welcome to join, but didnt, looking back i think M has RSD and maybe i should have been more direct when moving to a new location to explicitly invite her) (U was also not in school at the time due to covid, so its not like i was spending more time with her over M, which is something M would get so upset about if she perceived it to be that way [she was incredibly possessive of me as a friend and the extent of it made me feel like an object tbh])

U never brought up the issues my partner talked about, because that's how we are, we don't make it known someone was venting to us, to respect their privacy, but it fueled her emotions during our "argument" so i really only heard her being mad at me for not including M, (which i later learned is because M's emotions were made to be her problem when they shouldn't have, this has been a running problem so it wasnt that surprising to learn) so i started spending more time with M, but it was school, and i had work, so schedules only allowed so much time, and any time I was with M (lunch and one class) was when i was also with my partner, but i had other classes with him so i assumed it was fine, but he started drifting away (also around a time i attempted to communicate something important about our relationship, which ended up making him uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything about it until we had a conversation after breaking up)

i was stuck in a place where i felt like no one around me communicated how they felt and still expected me to understand them and do what they wanted me to do

U and i recently reflected on this and realized my ex was a shitty communicator (he and his next partner also broke up because he didn't say how he felt and expected them [also most likely autistic] to... just kinda know ig?) and that she should have gotten my side of the story (she had no idea i was frequently checking on him and trying to get him to talk to me)

and that she wasnt actually upset at me about M, she was upset that people were making it her problem, and she was especially upset during this reflection to learn that M was not being left out at all, she was just doing That Thing again where she wanted me to be Her friend and Only Her friend.

U AND I ARE NOT MAD AT EACH OTHER FOR ANY OF THIS, I WAS NEVER MAD AT U AND U WAS ONLY MAD ABOUT HER PERCEPTION OF THE SITUATION, AND ONLY FOR A SHORT AMOUNT OF TIME, EVERYTHING IS FINE

so basically i went like a year and a half thinking that people were rightfully mad at me and i was too self absorbed to pay attention to other peoples' emotions and i started learning how to read people again (clearly my body language research from middle school wasn't cutting it anymore) only for me to realize i just need people to be a little more direct that allistic people typically are, and those specific people were just being dogshit at communicating, (even for allistic people, relative to my needs)

anyways highschool post-covid was Really Fucking Weird and socially stressful for me

TL;DR reflecting on my communication needs not only not being met, but being far undershot for even a "normal" persons needs and how i was convinced I was the problem because of circumstances

[eversncenewyork]

okay

[milo-is-rambling]

Why have I been so angry recently. Like violent rage angry. Like scream until I can’t talk rage. Like need to punch a window and watch the glass shatter. Like so fucking angry. I’m not even pmsing. Like what is happening to me????

[arminsumi]

cws; smut, rough s*x, mentions sq**rting, milkman cliché, namecalling, sum back scratching, this is goofy asf LOL 🐥

Milkman!Gojo who doesn't just 'dick you down'; he fucks you into the 4th dimension. His strokes are actually insane. You can't keep up with him and he's laughing about it because up until now it's been you who's the horniest ��� the lonely single hottie flirting obnoxiously with the way too fuckable milkman. Shit, it was you who begged him to fuck you dumb in the first place. He's jus' delivering! One second he's giving you milk and the next he's stripping his uniform off and letting his cock spring out to give you... well, more milk?!

Locking you into the nastiest mating press you've ever endured, milkman!Gojo's slamming into your sensitive pussy so hard and fast at the perfect angle that you're actually scared of your orgasm — how he works it out of you with such violent thrusts that you hiccough and feel like you're about to cry. He just gives it to you without mercy, no breaks no bullshit he is dicking you the fuck downnn

"Holy shit! Nng! Fuck! Don't you fucking stop!" you squeal, clawing desperately at his back and leaving raw red lines, "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! Ahhh ummm I'm gonna c-cum?! Nnn!! I'm gonna cum... I'm cumming on your cock... I... um... shit, I-I'm ahh cumming...!"

His dick has you stressing out — like actually. Your pussy's under pressure like she's taking a big dick exam. Each inch he packs into your spasming cunt is changing your world perspective. Did you squirt? You can't tell. But you came without touching your clit for like, the first time, which is insane to you. His cum is pumping into you and he's shuddering, calling you a slutty bitch or whatever other foul names — with affection, you know, he's a charming guy. And he's left you with a charming creampie to ooze out your abused cunt.

He's stifling laughter once he's done filling you up with his milk, sliding his cock out with a nasty squelchy pop! and he's asking if you're okay after literally ruining you; you can't move a single muscle, you can only "bask" in the afterglow which feels more like an aftershock because that orgasm was some high-level earthquake shit.

"What the fuck... I need t-t-to lay here and think about life for a bit..."

He's howling with laughter, "Damn, did I fuck your brains out or what?"

"Nah, shut up with ya bullshit — your dick is insane, no wonder you can't keep a girlfriend. Like, there's dicking down and then there's whatever that was — plowing me into the fourth fucking dimension... don't laugh!"

So now after that, you call your milkman up whenever you need "insane 4th dimension dicking down" and he snickers, ready to deliver — knocking at your door and waiting to cum inside.