#I don’t want to

[xpupslxtx]

he got off work early and i didn’t know nor did i hear the door so he walked in on me jerking off (he’s never walked in on me before) and oh my god. the way he laughed at me and teased me and the “well someone’s busy” and then ripping off his shirt and pinning me down and jerking my cock himself while continuing to make fun of me and my “deer in the headlights” look when i got caught and saying how cute my embarrassment was and his laughing and “holy shit” when he felt how wet and hard i made myself agakshfldhdkshskhfjl i came 3 times in his hand

[controversiallynn]

can you imagine having lust for a guy named newt oh my god i cannot fucking take it anymore

[mayjdiary]

[wyrm-with-a-why]

Scribble requestsss mhhhh Soundwave?

Me trying to convince myself to go to bed

[bookmothic-dyke]

I think I have a depersonalization disorder. I should probably bring that up with my therapist next month.

I’d normally laugh after saying something like that. I’m not like upset, but I don’t feel like laughing at this realization.

That my brain coped with my trauma, by having me not be there. Taking me out of the narrative. Turning me into an reader of sorts, in my own life. For like a decade or so. A childhood as a non real observer. Disassociated. I can’t remember most of it.

And some days. When shit is bad in my brain, I slip back there. Into the fog. I’m still there. I still talk, learn, and create. But I’m not there. Not really. Memories blurred. Sat behind, a layer of narrative.

Fuck. Well, at least I have enough awareness and presence to realize this these days.

But still.

Fuck.

[socialbutterfly19]

Doing it even when you don’t want to

[random-moth]

I don’t usually post much and I apologize to those who don’t want to talk about US politics but I have noticed something.

You know that it’s bad when both tumblr and twitter have the same views on one thing. Are agreeing for something. But that’s what’s happening.

To all of those like me in America, please e please please wait until all the ballots are counted. Many people have said their vote didn’t get counted and there’s a possibility that the orange man cheated.

I will probably not be online much for a bit as I feel that I need to distance myself from social media rn but I promise you I am not going anywhere.

I love every single one of you I promise things will get better

It’ll be ok

[flyhighisco]

had to hit him up again

[chaoartwork]

Still wondering if im going to continue this.

[veeketchum]

Guys. The Squidward guy just tried to seduce me. Without a shirt. I rejected him and he accepted but he immediately brought up ‘let me physically make you less human’ thing he’s been trying to tell me for a few days and. I’m not sure I like this.

[1spliff]

Our sweet mother who protects and asks us to balance both the light and the dark. She has given me the comfort I seek in the loneliest moments.

[silent-and-deadly]

My pops just called. I have to go home for Christmas.

[adamarks]

Please someone tell me to edit

[made-my-peace-with-all-the-bad]

It’s me, my weighted dino, my outsiders hyperfixation, and my tumblr moots against the world

[unholyhelbig]

How do I get people to leave me the hell alone during the Christmas season without sounding like a complete ass? I’m in my trauma bubble but the second I tell people “I don’t like Christmas” they coo at me and poke and prod and call me a grinch jokingly- like no, babygirl, I don’t like the holidays because I’m covered in scar tissue and my brain forces me not to remember them, so please get the fuck away from me.