#Sex is bad vaginas are ugly

[thatwritterbeach]

So, About That Alley .1

Jason Todd x fmc Alex

Unedited***

Dc masterlist ALL OTHER PARTS FOUND HERE

Alex: short, curvy, red hair, green eyes, redheads go through pain meds way faster than normal people to the point I personally don't even take them, it's a joke, they last 30 min at best

Summary: Alex finds out her bf is red hood, after she spills some not so great secrets to the masked man while stitching him up.

Warnings: Vaginismus* angst, sexual assault, self-harm, depression, drug use by Alex, violence, cursing

A/N: I do not own anything dc, also DO NOT use sewing supplies for stitches, not silk, cotton or polyester it will get infected *Vaginismus: Vaginismus is a condition in which involuntary muscle spasm interferes with vaginal intercourse or other penetration of the vagina. This often results in pain with attempts at sex. The condition is different for everyone.

not my gif and not great for the story but only three were loading so

For starters Alex, or Al, did not expect to find her window bashed in, granted this was Gotham so it happens. For seconders, after pulling her gun, that Jason didn't know she had, and walking through her entire apartment only to find the Red Hood passed out in her bathroom bleeding half to death from what she assumed to be a knife wound in his thigh. A thigh her brain was telling her looked a bit too familiar but no time to dwell. For thirdsers, this motherfucker was heavy, like beached whale heavy, what with all the muscle and armor, it took her a good five minutes to heave him up into a sitting position where she could use her pocket knife to cut away his pant leg and shit that looked bad, like how the fuck was she gonna fix this bad. Hoping the passed out hero didn't die while she gathered some supplies she sped around to boil some water and get her way too extensive first aid kit. With clean hands and a sterile needle she pulled the first stitch through the wound which caused Hood to shoot awake and lightening fast reflexes to latch around her throat making her drop the needle and grasp futily at the strong arms.

"Ple-s, tr-ng-hp," she wheezed looking into white lenses giving nothing away. He released her with a shake of his head and would have rushed an apology if his voice modulator wasn't busted from the fight. With what he hoped was a less than threatening gesture he pointed to his wound and gave her a carry on hand wiggle.

"Yr a ray f sunshine," she said with only a light cough. Last time she stitches up some huge guy in her bathroom. He grunted in affirmation? And let his head thud back against her bright white, well before he showed up, wall.

"Do you often break into helpless women's apartments and try to strangle them for stitching you up," she asked to help distract him from the needle moving in and out of his skin. He clicked his tongue and gave a pointed helmeted look at her gun she had placed on the floor. If he wanted to kill her she was certain he could do it before she even lifted it, and hey the Hood was good, right?

"Don't tell my boyfriend, he doesn't like me around guns. Not sure what the problem is, Gotham is pretty shit, and in case you hadn't;t noticed I'm pretty small, and traffic-able," she said with an eye roll pouring some of Jason's beloved whiskey on the wound. Hood hissed and let out a familiar sounding curse but didn't move a muscle in what she knew to be a painfully rehearsed move.

"Don't tell him about the whiskey either, hopefully I'll get to the store first."

"Boyfriend sounds like a dick," Hood said in what was clearly a fake gravely voice.

"Your Batman voice is pretty shit. And Jason is great, fantastic, best thing to ever happen to me."

"Me thinks the dutch protest too much."

"Hey don't make me give you an ugly scar, I'm being careful here," she chastised. "Anyway, Jason is the love of my pathetic little life, without him...without him I wouldn't be here. Not that he knows, he has enough shit to worry about without me and my nonsense, but-"

"You wanna kill yourself," came his surprised yelp.

"I have a question?"

"Not till you answer mine."

"It's not that I want to kill myself it's that I don't wanna be alive sometimes, and without him I wouldn't be. Now my turn-"

"Why do you have a stitched kit," and the modulated voice started working again.

"No fair."

"I'm the one bleeding," he snarked.

"Yeah in my bathroom, which I just cleaned by the way. I kinda sort maybe hurt myself," she mumbled in a whisper knotting off the last stitch and moving to another nasty looking one.

"As in, cut yourself." Hard to tell with the computer but she almost heard hurt? In his voice.

"Yeah, no so much anymore, what with the boyfriend and all but it used to be bad, bad enough I learned to do my own stitched, not that it was hard being a seamstress already and all."

"Why?"

"It's a pain I can control."

"I get that." Her eyes shot to the white slits in surprise.

"But you-"

"Are ruggedly good looking, a killer shot, and the badass hero Red Hood."

"Humble too."

"What was your question?"

"Hypothetically," she paused to lean back and gesture for his jacket to come off so she could work on his shoulder that had been shot," if you had a girlfriend-"

"Saying my charm couldn't snag a chick?"

"If your girlfriend, was trying to tell you she can't have sex, how would you want her to phrase it?" Her hands were steady in their mission of checking for vital damage her eyes trained on the red flesh so she mistook his intake of breath as a hiss of pain and made her fingers more gentle.

"She doesn't want to have sex or..."

"Can't, like physically speaking."

"Is she a hermaphrodite?"

"No, she was r*ped as a child and now her body freaks out whenever contact is attempted," Alex ground out starring straight ahead at her task, not crying cuz that's a bitch move.

"Were you?"

"I said hypothetically." His jaw twitched inside the helmet and his fists clenched at his side aching to rip his helmet off and pull her into him.

"Hypothetically is the pos dead," he asked playing along.

"Hypothetically, yes."

"Real life good, can I ask what happens when you try to have sex, not that you should ever force yourself."

"It's like trying to penetrate a brick wall, it's excruciatingly painful and sometimes there's blood."

"i'm sorry."

"Your side doesn't look like it's gonna clot anytime soon, better lift your shirt for me." He hesitated but she hardly ever saw him shirtless as himself so fingers crossed. Halfway through wiping the blood off she paused and poked at a spot near his hip where a too familiar scar was.

"So hood," she carried on hoping he hadn't noticed what she prodded.

"Yeah?"

"Got any family?" The conversation stayed solely on him while she finished, she made sure of it and when he was patched to perfection she fixed his pant leg and sent him on his limping way. When she was sure he was gone she boarded up the window, seething at her boyfriend for breaking it instead of busting the lock. Taking deep calming breathes her brain replayed every piece of information she'd just given him. Shit shit shit how was she gonna get out of this one. Lie her ass off that's how.

Jason was do to meet her for breakfast so she got up early and made a full spread sure to add all his favorites. Part way through her mixing her brain connected the dots, Nightwing and Hood hang out, Nightwing used to be Robin, Hood must have been robin, the robins work with Bruce, as she figured out years ago, I mean come on the money for the tech had to come from somewhere. So she was dating Bruce Wayne's son.

"Honey, I'm home," Jason mocked from the door. He rounded the small corner to the kitchen and held out some flowers to her.

"These are nice, what's the occasion," she feigned interest as she put them in a vase.

"Just to say I love you."

"Love you too."

She could feel him growing nervous as he took in the masterpiece she had created. With a soft smile she pointed to a seat and he took it with only slight apprehension, failing in holding back a wince at his injuries.

"I think your ass is much better than Dick's."

"What," he nearly yelled.

"I just means everyone drools over Nightwing's ass but I promise your is better," she said conversationally like they were talking about the weather.

"How did you-"

"Figure out who Nightwing was, actually I've known for years, pretty obvious to anyone not strung out which in this city is unheard of. It didn't click until last night that you were a Robin though."

"But you knew I was Red hood?"

"Well, duh, how stupid do you think I am? The while dying thing through me on the Robin bit I'll be honest but I got there." He knew they needed to talk, he needed to apologize for not telling her, she needed to explain what the hell she was talking about last night.

"I've known for a while now, just thought I'd tow with you for breaking my window," she said munching on a waffle while his chilled on their plate.

"So you lied?" He was actually hoping it all was a lie, a mean lie but he did think he was keeping a huge one from her so.

"Actually in terms of body, your thighs are far superior to your ass," she said avoiding his question.

"What's wrong with my ass," head asked making a show of turning in his chair to glance down.

"Nothing, but I don't really wanna ride your ass." The sip of hot coffee he had tried to take was forcefully ejected and he sputtered for an eternity before locking eyes with her. His wide and shocked, her's cool and coy.

"Your thighs," she said slowly," give me life, I want to ride both of them until I can't walk straight." Her smile was so sweet she could have been offering him a cookie.

"You want to-"

"Yes, please," she didn't let him finish his sentence, or his food as she dragged him into the bedroom. He fell back on the bed with a small grunt of pain that was quickly replaced when she stripped off her sleep shorts and turned to show him her ass, which he had never seen with so little coverage, and was incased in the same shade of red as his helmet, the lace showing more than it hid as she bent over and wiggled 'getting her shorts untangled from her feet'.

"Like the color," she teased turning back around with a devilish smirk.

"Is it a matching set," he practically whimpered as she straddled his good thigh, still in dark was jeans.

"Pity you wore such a dark color, I was hoping to mark my terf," she pouted struggling slightly to get footing since her legs were so much shorter than his. He helped steady her by grabbing at her hips and helping her glide back and forth.

"Your terf," he smirked.

"Of course, if you prefer you can keep the panties in your pocket," she purred, but inside she was gagging.

"I can," he nearly giggled in delight. Well if that didn't prove last night she was spinning a tragic story. Of course, unbeknownst to him she had injected herself with a heavy enough dose of Morphine to knock out a gorilla hoping to all the gods it was enough to at least dull the pain she was getting ready to force herself through.

See masterlist for more

8-6-24

[gatheringbones]

[“Is sex bad?

People are preoccupied with the sexual dimension of sex work. These anxieties manifest in ideas of bodily degradation and the threat that sex workers pose as the vectors of such degradation. The prostitute is seen as a disease-spreader, associated with putrefaction and death. We are envisioned both as removing corruption from society (a nineteenth-century French physician spoke of the ‘seminal drain’) and as a source of contamination, disease, and death in our own right. Puta, the Spanish word for prostitute, has links with the English putrid. Another preoccupation holds that to have sex (or to have sex in the wrong ways – too much, with the wrong person, or for the wrong reason) brings about some kind of loss. Often, contradictory ideas about sex and these visceral threats or losses are intertwined in cultural depictions of the sex worker – forming a figure that Melissa Gira Grant names the ‘prostitute imaginary’.

Sometimes the connection between these ideas is obvious. For the Victorians, the ‘loss of virginity’ risks ruin and a grim death from syphilis. The ruined woman is reconfigured as an agent of destruction, spreading disease in her wake. Sometimes the loss is a spiritual decline she precipitates in others; in 1870, for example, journalist William Acton wrote that prostitutes are ‘ministers of evil passions, [who] not only gratify desire, but also arouse it [and] suggest evil thoughts and desires which might otherwise remain undeveloped’. In The Whore’s Last Shift, a 1779 painting by James Gillway, the tragic figure of a heavily made-up nude woman with hair piled high stands by a broken chamber pot in a dirty room, washing her filthy – and clumsily symbolic – white dress by hand.

Attitudes towards the prostitute imaginary can be read in context with the more familiar paradox around a specific body part. Ugly, stretched, odorous, unclean, potentially infected, desirable, mysterious, tantalising – the patriarchy’s ambivalence towards vaginas is well established and has a lot in common with attitudes around sex work. On the one hand, the lure of the vagina is a threat; it’s seen as a place where a penis might risk encountering the traces of another man or a full set of gnashing teeth. At the same time, it’s viewed as an inherently submissive body part that must be ‘broken in’ to bring about sexual maturity. The idea of the vagina as fundamentally compromised or pitiful is helped along in part by a longstanding feminist perception of the penetrative sexual act as indicative of subjugation.”]

molly smith, juno mac, from revolting prostitutes: the fight for sex workers’ rights, 2018

[lesbianp1lled]

I was a hardcore TRA for years, I even identified as genderfluid and transmasc for a short while. I absentmindedly parroted the whole “transwomen are women” BS without even really giving it any thought.

I would tell myself I had to be attracted to TW or I was a dirty transphobe who deserved to die or whatever. But when I really started thinking about it, I couldn’t get over the disgust I felt at the fact that if I were to ever be with a TW s(he) would have a penis. I tried to tell myself that it was fine and I could get over it but it bothered me so much. I would always think, “You know, I’d much rather be with a woman who’s always been a woman... When I imagine myself with a woman she always has a vagina and thinking about her having a penis makes me incredibly uncomfortable... Even when I think about a post-op TW I’m still disgusted because she didn’t always have a vagina...” but I would push those away as transphobic thoughts I had to work on and just kept saying “transwomen are women.”

I think this is a pretty common experience for young lesbians who were sucked into the TRA crowd. We were told that we were welcome in the LGBTQIA+ community and we were so happy because there was nowhere else we really belonged. So we believed them when they told us we had to include everyone or we would be just as bad as the homophobes. We let these trannies and kweers into our community and tried to force ourselves to be okay with them telling us that we HAD to be attracted to them because their magical gender identity trumped biological reality. And that you were just an ugly mean dyke if you didn’t want to have sex with a male who said he was a woman. And we were so terrified of being ostracized from the only community we’ve ever felt apart of that we accepted it without truly thinking about it.

But we end up peaking once we start giving it some thought. Because as female homosexuals, we simply cannot be attracted to males regardless of how they identify, or what clothes they wear, or whatever hormones or surgeries they get. It’s just impossible. And that’s certainly what peaked me.

I think it’s traumatizing growing up in a world like this as a young lesbian/gay man. Both sides are against you, but one of them is trying to pretend like they’re your ally. However, now that I’m out of the TRA crowd, I feel so much more free. My gender dysphoria has all but disappeared. I don’t have to worry about saying the “wrong” thing (aka just expressing my homosexuality) to one of my kweer friends and getting myself ostracized from my friend group. I am actually proud to say that I am a lesbian—a female homosexual. Where as before, I was ashamed, because being a female homosexual to those freaks is being a transphobic genital fetishist.

I hope every lesbian and gay man who is still trapped in the TRA community eventually finds a way out, because it is so much easier to breathe here on the outside.

I think this is a common thing actual lesbians and gay men go through. I also grieved the feeling of feeling left out of mainstream ‘LGBT’ spaces because I thought as a lesbian we’d be accepted. But no. We get told we have to include the opposite sex in our dating pools by trans identifying individuals otherwise we’re bigots. We get told sexuality is fluid by bisexuals. The modern LGBT community isn’t a safe place for homosexuals anymore, and it’s such a tragedy that it’s come to this.

[memeapple2]

Starters of memes that live rent free in my head part 2 the electric Boogaloo

"Play stupid games win stupid prizes!"

"Geez, you're kind of a bitch!"

"SWEAR ON MIKU!!!"

"YOU PUT YOUR GLASSES BACK ON AND FACE THE FACTS!!"

"You know I think I like you better without my glasses off!"

"I KNOW WHAT SEX IS! BUT I WON'T TELL YOU!!"

"What a stupid bald little ugly stinky piss piss boy! HE'S ALSO BALD, BALD WITH NO HAIR!! I HOPE YOU SHIT YOURSELF FUCK YOU!!!"

"Get pickled idiot!!!"

"Pull the trigger piglet."

"Seven vaginas, maybe more! Imagine!"

"However flareon is the only fully evolved fire type pokemon that cannot learn solar beam."

"Yeah, I'm working on a melody of all 70 pokemon theme songs!"

"I hate to break this to you but you are also a bitchass white boy."

"Ugh I can't not fuck them!"

"Maybe you can't find it BEACUSE I FUCKING BROKE IT!!"

"Well, well, well, if it isn't rachet AND FUCKING CLANK!!"

"I'm here to intercourse your mom AND YOU CAN'T STOP ME!"

"When you at the, when, you, you, when you at the, WHEN HE, WHEN HE AT THE!!!"

"Cool bug facts! You dumb fucking cretin, absolute fucking buffoon, you bumbling idiot, FUCK YOU!"

"Oh god oh man, oh god oh man!! OH GOD OH MAN, OH GOD!!"

"MY TIT!!!"

"Now if you turn to page 69 there is a picture of a dong!!"

"YOU LOOK AT HIM AND TELL ME THERE'S A GOD!!"

"Wow that's a lotta words! Too bad I ain't readin em!"

"Be rootin, be tootin, and by god be shootin, but most of all be kind!!!"

"Dirty naughty children get put in the pear wriggler to atone for their crimes!"

"Could you get off the toilet? I GOTTA SHIT BITCH!!"

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

hii sex witch

im 19 afab and ive never had sex before, i masturbate sometimes but ive never had an orgasm and dont know how to "get it"?.. im generally scared of sex and identified as asexual for a long time but i dont think thats really my deal, im just scared of it. im scared of it being awkward, of my partner not finding me atractive or worse. i dont like how i look naked, and dont imagine anyone ever could. i think my vagina and my boobs look ugly and alien, i preach body positivity and being natural i think all bodies are good no matter how they look but when im faced with the reality of my own body im repulsed by these parts of it. i think something may be broken inside me because i just cant Be Normal about sex, the thought of me having it always makes me stressed and uncomfortable. i want a relationship and i love meeting new people and flirting etc. but when the person i talk to makes any sexual joke or innuendo i get super tense and scared and realise that if things get further they would probably want me to do it... and maybe i could and maybe i even want to but the thought makes me sick with the pressure. this isnt even a question, so i dont know how you could even respond but i dont have anyone i could openly talk about this in my life without feeling super weird or them just brushing it off as "you'll grow up to it" or something, and i just had to say it to someone or else i will eventually explode. hope this all makes sense ❤️‍🩹

hey anon,

come in, get cozy, grab a glass of lemonade, etc. we're gonna be here a minute.

so listen: I swear to GOD this isn't me trying to pull the "you'll grow into it" thing. I am going somewhere different with this I swear. bear with me.

first and foremost, I think the main problem you're experiencing right now is that being 19. I don't mean that in a condescending or belittling way, or to imply that you just don't want to have sex because you're 19. I'm saying that being 19 (and 18, and 20, and 21, and so on) is mostly for being worried about everything and having no idea what's going on. you have to get all that insane anxiety out of your system as early as possible in your adult years so that you can get down to business actually developing a perspective and figuring out what you want to do. I'm not even, like, a LOT older than you but trust me, by the time you're 26 you're going to feel SOOOOO different about things that you don't even realize you have an opinion about right now. when I was 19 I was made pretty much exclusively of anxiety and the cheapest bagels at the grocery store. (eating badly was not helping my anxiety.)

what I'm getting at here is that you're at like a very exciting and terrible formative age when it's the most normal thing in the world to feel like there's something uniquely awful and hideous and unlovable about yourself. when I was 19 the two most important things in the world to me were losing my virginity (lmao) and making sure I never experienced actual emotional intimacy ever because I was sure that if anyone got close enough to really know me they would realize that I was the worst person who ever lived and fundamentally undeserving of human connection. TERRIBLE place to be in; I had a lot of deeply bad and uncomfortable sex because of it.

there's a really easy solution to being terrified of sex, which I wish someone had told me when I was very scared of sex, and it's if having sex sounds like a horrific ordeal you can actually just Not Have Sex. just don't do it. it's actually REALLY easy to not have sex; millions of people do it every single day.

if you like meeting people and flirting, that's awesome! you should do that, having connections and relationships with other people is important. if you don't like sexual jokes and innuendos you can just tell people they make you uncomfortable and ask them not to do that; how they respond is actually a GREAT litmus test for whether or not those are people you should keep hanging out with. if someone isn't able to not make sexual comments about you after you've asked them not to, kick 'em to the curb!

there are tons of people in all kinds of romantic relationships who aren't having sex. that's a perfectly fine and reasonable boundary to set. it can make things a little more complicated, sure, but dating and romance and love are all complicated and messy anyway. again, great way to VERY EFFICIENTLY weed out who is and isn't a suitable potential partner. (it's also fine to not want a partner, either; there's nothing wrong with being a sociable extrovert who doesn't want to have sex.)

there's nothing broken about you for being nervous about the idea of having sex. whether you identify as asexual or not, it's perfectly fine to feel that way. it's completely fine if you change your mind tomorrow or if you feel this way for the rest of your life. and you might! maybe sex will never sound awesome for you, and that's fine! again, tons of people living very good and happy lives every day without having sex! sex isn't a measure of maturity, but knowing yourself well enough to honor your own boundaries and desires is.

I hope a kinder attitude towards your own body can come with time, and I think it will. be gentle with yourself, alright? being 19 is very silly but unfortunately very necessary, and I think you'll really like what comes after if you let yourself relax a little. whatever you feel like right now, you're actually a very normal person, by which I of course mean you have a rich and brilliant mind and will do many quietly wonderful things in your life and will be deserving of every bit of love and joy that comes your way.

also, hey - have you ever seen a therapist about anxiety? I also should have done that when I was 19.

[sometimes-men-need-help-too]

I found this disgusting article (10 Women Tell Us How They Really Feel About Tiny Penises) and wanted to share. It's from 2015 if it matters.

1. “I make fun of them. Who doesn’t? Small penises are hilarious! They’re a punchline all their own: Just say ‘small penis’ in front of a group of women, and they’ll all burst out laughing, because they’ve all known that one guy with a dick the size of a finger.”

2. “I had a boyfriend who was less than blessed in the genitalia department. He was very uptight about it, and I tried to reassure him not to be uptight about it, but in all honesty, he should have been uptight about it. If I had a vagina the size of a parking garage, I’d be uptight, too. People can talk all they want about body acceptance or whatever, but unless you have bad eyesight or are some kind of Goddess or Adonis, everyone has issues with their appearance. I did make fun of it, but only behind his back. So I guess that only makes me half a bitch.”

3. “Did you ever hear this joke about this woman and a man with a tiny penis were having sex for the first time and when he whipped it out the woman said, ‘Who are you going to satisfy with that thing?’ And the guy replies, ‘Me!’ I would fuck that guy, no joke. He has a good attitude. I can forgive a small dick, but to please me, a man has to have balls!”

4. “I’ve been with I think three guys who were severely undersized. I mean, we’re talking Tom Thumb if you know what I’m saying. Not only was it pitiful, but it was really gross. I tried explaining this to a guy with a rather large penis—about how small dicks are absolutely disgusting—and he thought that was funny. He said he could see how someone could laugh at it and think it’s funny, but he didn’t understand they’re revolting to even think about. Small weenies—ew!”

5. “What’s that saying about tits—‘Anything more than a mouthful is wasted’? Well, the opposite applies to cocks. Anything smaller than a mouthful is not going into any of my holes. Making fun of a man’s small penis is the easiest way in the world to destroy a man forever, and what girl doesn’t love doing that?”

6. “I feel like throwing up, that’s how I feel. I don’t care—it’s their turn for body shaming! I guess it’s mean, but mean girls rule! Hit him where it hurts! I mean, you have to aim very carefully to hit him where it hurts because it’s so tiny, but hit him there anyway…lol!”

7. “A long time ago I was with a man and let’s just say that in the chess game of life, this guy was a mere pawn—not a knight or a rook, and definitely not a king. Not only wasn’t he packing a suitcase, he hardly had an overnight bag, if you catch my drift. And I think he accidentally caught the look of disappointment/surprise on my face when I first saw him naked, and I could tell it cut him to the bone. I’m sure this was a lifelong pain for him. We wound up just kissing. I mean, I can’t imagine being with a man if he has a child-sized penis. But neither can I imagine being cruel to a guy just because Mother Nature already played a cruel trick on him.”

8. “I absolutely mock the living fuck out of guys with small dicks, no apologies, no questions asked, period. You know how immature kids think fart jokes are funny? Well, small-dick jokes are like fart jokes for immature adult women. They may be gross, they may be insensitive, but for a certain group of people, they will always be funny.”

9. “I fuck a guy with a tiny cock who turns out doing me wrong in some way or another, I will fucking mega-blast my iPhone cache of pictures of his pathetic baby unicorn dick all across the Internet until he moves to a new country under a new identity.”

10. “I guess I don’t really care. They can call me ugly, but that’s just a matter of opinion, you know? But tape measures don’t lie. You can prove someone has a small dick.”

I really thought this article had to be satire. I wanted to believe that but it doesn't look like it is

[bee-saucee]

ShinKami Headcanons: House

It's on of those places where you walk in and you're surprised with how homey it feels

Most of the things in their home have long stories of being passed down, given by fans, found, or commissioned

They're the type to keep their plates from their wedding day and use them every fucking day

If Shinsou is giving you a tour he mentions Kaminari in every sentence

"Denks has a great eye for color so he picked out the color scheme for the place. I'm so proud of him, he did such a good job."

"I saw these pillows with baby chicks on them and they reminded me of Denki, so was morally obligated to get them."

"One time Denki gave me a fashion show using this rug as his runway."

They're the type to be really into funky, custom made wallpapers

Their bathroom has a bunch of gay, sex positive art. Vaginas, lesbians eating one another out, some guy getting railed in the ass, someone with a strap on fucking into their partner hard. No, they don't take it down when family visits

Overly pampered cats with too many toys. Duh.

Weird kitchen gadgets? Hell yeah. Denki just can't stop himself from getting them every time he sees one. "But what if I don't finish my hot dog and want it nice and toasty for later, toshi? How will I do that without my hot dog toaster, huh?"

I just feel like they would have a lot of those really ugly glass figurines that grandma's have. Like a fucking cat wearing rain boots with an umbrella in a sweater with some bad pun on the top or a ceramic walrus because they think it's funny

[melaniedragonnsfw]

Frankly, in this day and age, I feel ashamed to live in a world where people use fanfics as sex ed.

You can get pregnant if you had your period the day after fucking with no protection.

Yes you also can get pregnant if you do it on your period.

The copper IUD can be used as an emergency contraceptive. It is literally shoving a nuke up your pussy. I would recommend to anybody. (however having it put in does feel like shoving a nuke up your pussy too. But it’s probably not as bad as going through labor lmaooo.)

The pullout method sucks and you will get stds and accident children. Stop it and wrap up.

Your partner is a bitch and a liar if they say that using a condom doesn’t feel good. What also doesn’t feel good is gonorrhea and childbirth. So, pick and choose my friend.

No, being cummed in is not worth the STDs, UTIs and raising an ugly child. (Lets be real if you’re getting sex advice from fanfics,,, your kid gonna be ugly as shit and is gonna grow up to be a failure. Wrap it up)

People lie and cheat all the time. Get STD tested even if you think they are loyal.

Birth control is sexy. So is condoms. Use both to be ultra sexy.

Wash your sex toys. Idk what the fuck is wrong with y’all. Your genitals don’t produce antibacterial soap. Clean that shit. You will get a yeast infection or any other bacterial infection.

Speaking of sex toys, if you don’t clean your toys and expect your partner to use them, you’re crusty as hell. And frankly if your partner gets sick. No, poisoned by your biohazard dildos, you should be dragged to the middle of the town square and burned at the stake.

Losing your virginity should never hurt. Your boo just doesn’t care enough about you to get you wet. idk what else to say.

Your pussy shouldn’t be tight. That means you’re not aroused enough. Try ticking your clit or something.

People with dicks can also get yeast infections and UTIs.

Squirt is not pee. Pee stinks like pee. Squirt slightly smells like a vagina.

Not everyone is into the same kinks as you and you should always ask before introducing them to your partner.

Fucking someone with poor hygiene can increase your risk of infection.

[frostyreturns]

Frosty Ruins "Bottoms"

Are you ready for this movie review? Get ready because it starts rough and never stops getting rougher. This is a review I was dreading because it seems to have marketed itself as a cringe fag fest and the first 10 seconds of the movie didn't disappoint, I already hate it and I already have so many complaints. The movie opens on two women discussing "getting puss." You don't know these characters, you know nothing about them not their personalities, their interests their values, not even their names…but you do know about their sex lives. Not only have they prioritized their sex lives over every single other aspect of who they are, making this a degenerate starting point…but it's disorienting from a story standpoint. Why do I care about this character…what do I call this character…give me some setting, some backdrop…anything. Porn starts with more story and less focus on sex than this.

I can tell already this is going to be a constant violater of the classic "show don't tell" advice because the dialogue is atrocious. Lines like "Im in a little suit like the lesbian I am" make you reject the idea that these are even people talking…all I can see is script writers, cameramen, and a director, it does the opposite of making me forget I'm watching a movie…it makes me painfully aware of it and I don't buy it as a genuine human interaction. This is dialogue that can only be the work of a broken illiterate persons imagination or an algorithmic writing program. It's like someone asked chatgpt to write superbad but gay and without any humour or reason. Tell me this doesn't sound like a robot attempting humour... "I bet you could eat food, digest it, let it marinate and poop it out." I'm not making that up or being hyperbolic that is word for word actual dialogue from this awful fucking piece of shit horrorfest of a movie.

Although I will give them credit for one interaction where they acknowledge that some or even all of the bullying and hate they get doesn't come from being gay but from being "ugly and untalented" and show an example of a popular gay dude being widely accepted. But yeah a premise of the movie is that the people are hard to look at on purpose. Finally some acknowledgment that physical appearance plays a much greater role in bullying and acceptance than any minority or special interest status ever did.

One final point in this movies favour is presenting a completely accurate depiction of how cringe and gameless most lesbians are. The moment a woman tries to pickup other women they grow a fedora and a neckbeard and start spilling spaghetti out of their pockets. It's a reluctant point because it also makes the movie incredibly hard to watch for a whole new reason.

I have to talk about the black characters rant early on in the movie, I call her that because again I have no idea who anyone is or what to call them because who they are has taken a massive backseat to who they want to fuck. She goes on this explosive insane rant and there are so many things wrong with it I don't even know where to begin. It comes out of nowhere for one, it makes no sense, she talks about hanging up her vagina…but then her idea of hanging it up is having sex with someone else…I only know it's a guy because I was able to rewind 3 times and listen back to what she was saying. She introduces a character in the dumbest way imagineable. Imagine the first time you get introduced to a character is in a mumbly lightning fast rant about their sex life. If you slow it down and piece it together you learn she's introducing a religious character who is a friend of hers and a closeted homo. See I thought homosexuality was supposed to be two people of the same sex hooking up but she seems to think that because she can't get women and he's closetted it means they would of course be a good default couple.

The rant is also grossly blasphemous and not even just to Christians. I can't explain how bad this is you just have to hear it. "Because he's gay and fearless he's probably going to fuck me without protection, I'm gonna get pregnant, we'll have to join a church and he'll probably be the gay pastor." What the fuck is she talking about, why would a gay man be fucking her…how is she so certain he would fuck her without protection and why is she saying it like she would have no say in the matter? Why would her getting pregnant mean they would have to join a church…why would he then be the pastor of the church? You already established he was gay so why do you have to specify he'd be a gay pastor? None of this makes any sense, every sentence deviates further fom rationality than the last and every line brings with it new unanswered questions. Then it ends with her screaming "the deacons fucking the evangelist" over and over and crying. My headache has a headache. Gay people have to pray people do not watch this movie because "homophobia" will skyrocket if they do.

The movie also has some of the most unbelievable and wooden dialogue I've ever heard in my life. Nobody in the history of planet earth has ever spoken or behaved the way the people in this movie do. It's almost like to make up for the fact that it's a comedy with no jokes or humour at all they try to just exaggerate every interaction and then do it very big with overacting and overreacting. For example a football player is insisting he did nothing wrong by groping an older woman in front of his girlfriend….already a ridiculous caricature of straight men, then he tries to stop her from leaving in her friends car where they gently bump into him with the car and he explodes into hysterics like he's been gievously injured…and the entire football teams comes running to help and fawn over him like he's a gunshot victim. As I write this I figured out what this movie is and why every moment of it feels so cringe and wrong…every interaction is like a fake tumblr story, from the start it had "the whole bus clapped" vibes. Like when the principle summons the main characters to his office by getting on the intercom and announcing to the whole school "can the ugly untalented gays please come to my office." You know the saying it's funny because it's true…it goes the other way…this is not funny because it has no truth in it whatsoever. Every second of this movie is false, every line, every action, every shot…just rings of untruth and fabrication. This movie is the comedy equivalent of a real doll. It has all the same parts all the limbs are where they belong…but they are not real…there's a hollow soullessness to it, a feeling of plastic wrongness.

I said before it's like someone prompted chat gpt but it gets worse and more likely AI written the more you watch. It's like they said to combine superbad and fightclub but make it sound like it was written by tumblr and one of the criteria was that it had to be lesbians and it had to be pure unfiltered cancer.

By the way as of this point in the review I've only watched 9 minutes of this horrific piece of dogshit. This is going to be without a doubt the worst movie I've ever watched every sentence of it pisses me off. Every moment is a new thing to piss you off, this is a weapons grade bad movie…like it was made in a lab to cause frustration and braincunting. Just when you're relieved they stopped arguing over which one of them is faggot #1 and which one is faggot #2 the one asks the other if she "perioded herself." Then there is a completely unexplained "joke" where one of the students claims her vagina is owned by the government and as the viewer you're left with again so many questions…why was that supposed to be a joke? what does it mean? And please can I have at least a ten second break from incoherence and cringe?

Then in another "that happened" moment the football guy from earlier comes into class…in his full gear…because to whoever made this movie it's just a costume and football players are not people outside of playing football. He then smashes a glass and threatens her with it by mimicking dragging the glass across his throat…and the teachers response is "hey man you couldn't make that analogy with your fist?" And again so many things wrong all at once. Why is the teacher not punishing him for smashing school property and then threatening another student? Why does a teacher not understand the difference between an analogy and a gesture? Again these little details are part of why I'm starting to seriously believe my this shit is all being written by algorithms theory. It's like nobody even bothered to edit the script. It's full of lines that make no sense, jokes that have no setup or no punchline…just the cadence of a joke.

If I go in depth into everything wrong with this movie I'll literally…not figuratively have to examine every single line, because at least for the start of this movie there is not one line that is not absolutely mind numbingly retarded and frustrating. And every line has multiple things wrong with it. Listen to some of this shit…

"How come you can't buck up and learn to protect yourselves without running somebody over."

"You can beat the shit out of each other while you perform the vagina monologues,just stay in your lane until you're munching beaver at weslyan."

By the way those two lines are how the concept of them starting a fight club comes up, it's so abrupt, so out of nowhere and so retardly nonsensical…it doesn't follow at all. The entire premise of the movie hinges on a throwaway line that makes no sense. The only reason they bumped into a guy with their car was he was threatening them and preventing them from leaving because they were offering a ride to his ex girlfriend. They took this to mean we as gay people need to learn self defense…already a leap in logic because nobody was attacking them and certainly not because they were gay. Then they accept their principles notion that they shouldn't use anything to defend themselves with, a retarded idea that nobody even bothered to attempt to explain or defend…and they just accept that they can't or shouldn't use whatever means they have available to defend themselves and instead have to learn hand to hand combat…another stretch. And then decide that the best way to do this is to start a fight club with other gays where they all just beat each other up. And they do this because the principle suggested it for no reason while insulting them. And by the way I'm explaining this all way better and more clearly than the movie does, the movie is just a string of incoherent sentences that form some idea of a patchwork of a plot I'm just trying to make sense of the nonsense. This plot is not the work of an intelligence at all…nevermind a low intelligence.

I really can't finish this movie,this is normally the amount of rage and content I have after a full 2 hour movie but im only at 14 minutes here. It's not even that the writing is so atrocious, the timing, the delivery…the acting is just the worst I've ever seen. I've sat through some horrifically bad movies over the years for these reviews I've sat through countless movies and shows that I grade as F-and yet never once did I say ok I can't watch this anymore…I've always finished it. I've watched woke black sitcoms, Rian Johnson movies, femsploitation reboots and yet this is the first time I've ever had to say no I can't finish this it's too awful. This movie is without a single doubt in my mind the worse movie ever made. It has ruined my grading curve because I need a grade so much lower than an F- and it just doesn't exist. Is Z- minus a thing? If in theory that is 20 grades lower than a fail that's what I give this movie. May God have mercy on us all.

[lindsaywesker]

Good morning! I hope you slept well and feel rested? Currently sitting at my desk, in my study, attired only in my blue towelling robe, enjoying my first cuppa of the day.

Welcome to Too Much Information Tuesday.

On Mars, sunsets are blue.

Nothing holds you back more than your own insecurities.

The letters ‘ough’ can be pronounced ten different ways.

The national bird of Peru is the Andean Cock Of The Rock.

93% of students do their research online rather than in a library.

The County of Los Angeles has a bigger population than 40 US States.

Studies have found that being a ‘bad boy’ is no longer perceived as ‘cool.’

Spiny lava lizards are less choosy about who they have sex with when it’s hot.

If you don't dream, you most likely have some sort of personality disorder.

If caught in a burning building, get low. The breathable air will be near the floor.

Women speak an average of about 7,000 words a day. Men average just over 2,000.

Lava lamps were invented by an accountant whose hobby was making underwater nudist films.

Shy people usually end up being some of the coolest people you know … once you start talking to them!

We tend to prefer the original version of a song because we heard it first, not necessarily because it's better.

In the Polish town of Suoszowa, all 6000 residents live on the same street that stretches some 9km (5.5 miles).

The Bloody Mary has been scientifically proven to be the best alcoholic drink to enjoy on an aeroplane.

If 99% of the human population thought you were ugly, about 80,000,000 people would still find you attractive.

Lypophrenia: A vague feeling of sadness seemingly without cause. This often occurs when a person misses someone.

The U.S. Army uses 1.5 billion rounds of ammunition a year. ‘Call Of Duty’ players use 1.5 billion rounds every 17 hours.

The Talmud suggests testing blockages in a penis by heating the afflicted’s anus with some warm barley bread. (Eh?)

Male bed bugs don't bother with vaginas when mating. They simply stab the female in the abdomen with their penis and ejaculate in her body.

A video game developer snuck a proposal into a game, but his girlfriend refused to play it for years, delaying their eventual marriage.

Town planners in Porters Lake, Nova Scotia seem to have run out of ideas. There are streets named This Street, That Street and The Other Street.

About one third of Australian polling stations have barbecues outside them. It is so common to buy a sausage when you go to vote that they are called Democracy Sausages.

Corn kernels are coated with cellulose that's tough enough to withstand the rigors of the human digestive system, which is why they come out almost the same way they went in!

Child marriage is currently legal in 43 U.S. states. The only states with a minimum age of 18 - with no exceptions - are Delaware, Massachusetts, Minnesota, New Jersey, New York, Pennsylvania and Rhode Island

In 2004, a £140,000 diamond was placed in the front of a Jaguar F1 car for the Monaco Grand Prix as a promotional stunt for Ocean’s Twelve. The driver crashed on the first lap and the diamond has never been recovered.

The ‘fountain of tits’ in Treviso, Italy, is a 16th-century marble fountain of a topless woman squeezing her breasts. The statue sprinkles water from each nipple. During celebrations, the fountain spouts red and white wine, which is free to drink.

On August 8th, 2004, over the Kinzie Street Bridge in Chicago, Illinois, a tour bus belonging to The Dave Matthews Band dumped an estimated 800 pounds of human waste from the bus’s septic tank on to a passenger sightseeing boat on the Chicago River below.

Target found themselves in an awkward situation and had to issue an apology due to a labelling error that offended some 'plus-sized' customers. While selling a dress in various sizes, the small size was listed as 'Gray,' while the larger size was labelled as 'Manatee Gray'.

In 1771, Swedish king Adolf Frederick ate large servings of lobster, caviar, sausages and sauerkraut, washed down with copious amounts of champagne. For dessert, he had 14 (FOURTEEN) servings of semla – a Swedish sweet roll topped with whipped cream – with hot milk. Not long after dinner, he began complaining of stomach aches, which steadily worsened until he died a few hours later.

Thomas Jefferson's draft of the Declaration of Independence contained a passage that condemned slavery as one of the many evils brought upon the colonies by the British crown. The passage was removed from the final version for fear of alienating the southern colonies, which were heavily dependent on enslaved labourers. Ironically, although Thomas Jefferson called slavery an “abominable crime”, he was a lifelong slaveholder.

Okay, that’s enough information for one day. Have a tremendous and tumultuous Tuesday! I love you all.

[tehjleck]

Larry Flynt (quote from the People vs Larry Flynt): "Murder is illegal but if you take a picture of somebody committing the act of murder they'll put you on the cover of Newsweek, you might even win a Pulitzer Prize and yet sex is legal everybody is "doing it" or everybody wants to be "doing it". Yet if you take a picture of two people in the act of sex or if you take a picture of a woman's naked body and they'll put you in jail. Now I have a message for all you good moral Christian people who are complaining that breasts and vaginas are obscene, but don't complain to me, complain to the manufacturer and Jesus told us not to judge, I know you're going to judge anyway so judge sanely, judge with your eyes open. Politicians and demigods like to say sexually explicit material corrupts the youth of our country yet they lie, cheat, steal and start unholy wars. I think the real obscenity comes from raising our youth to believe that sex is bad and ugly and dirty yet it is growing, To go spill guts and blood in the most ghastly manner in the name of humanity. With all the taboos attached to sex it's no wonder we have the problems we have, it's no wonder why we're angry and violent genocidal."

Puritanism is getting worse around the globe and conservatives and fascists will absolutely be first going harder against porn, then use that against queer people. You HAVE to realise this and oppose anti porn measures and laws, be in solidarity with sex workers, and listen to them when they call this shit out. It's going to be vitally important.

[ninelivesastrology]

And people have been like, "But you're a woman! But you're so pretty! You can have anyone you want!" And they're not saying the quiet part out loud... "because you have a vagina." So yeah, a man who exploits me for my vagina. Easy. My vagina could be anyone else's vagina. But I'm supposed to feel special because it's my vagina. That's the trade off. Being a sex object. Which is fine when it's on your own terms, but I saw this post last night on r/TwoxChromosomes talking about the casual sex and the girls are tired. There were a few comments that I felt at one point or another.

Secretly, I want it up until it's happening and unless its absolutely toe curling mind shattering. i'm eager for it to be over. to get out. to leave. I just am at a point with casual sex where I just have zero desire to cuddle, even if i need that aftercare. i just ..i crave the warmth of actual physical intimacy with someone that I care about and cares about me

Sometimes people are unobtainable, and have been for awhile. There are absolutely times when I know who I am most interested in is completely unavailable to me, so I am willing to engage romantically/sexually with other people.

Friends with benefits is great and all as long as both people don't forget the friends part

This. I tried a few ONS but ya it was garbage. FWB is definitely a better situationship. I'm mid 30s now and I need more than just you're cute but dating is fuckin exhausting

I've had it in the past to try to forget people I was stuck on, also had casual sex with guys I wanted to actually date hoping it would turn into something more, but they always dumped me afterwards. And each time it just felt empty. So empty. I'd often cry and cry. So I don't seek it. Just like you said, it scares me when I'm attracted to someone now because men in general just want casual these days and its a recipe for disaster for me to go for it. I find myself having periods of celibacy extending to 3yrs

Lord, even the queer girls

Thank you for sharing these feelings, I didnt know how I felt about casual sex but I recently hooked up with a girl on a second date because she made it seem like she was interested in continuing to get to know me. Little did I know it was a one night stand for her & she ghosted me after the sex. I barely knew this girl but she had been telling me sweet things, cuddling, convincing me she liked me as a person. When i realized it was just for sex I felt so used I definitely let myself cry a bit.

And I even me at my most confident just deters people. I feel like I deter people, that I'm never approached.

The last time I was approached, I fucking was blind as fuck, trying to get home, didn't know what stop I was at. It was night time and I can't see at night.

I don't have my glasses or contacts because my Q was sabotaging money, stealing it and hiding it, stressing me, blah blah blah and I couldn't go to a doctor.

So anyway, I'm on the bus and I fucking open my dumbass mouth and ask a question about directions. Totally valid for my situation. Right, so this dude, drunk as fuck, smelling like a cocktail bar squeezes in front of me and for the next thirty five minutes, I have to be near him because the bus is fucking cramped.

He told me I looked like his daughter. And other shit. Just know it was bad. And I'm like, "Why do I attract alcoholics/addicts why what do I do to deserve this? I just got rid of one," like I'm blaming myself and mind you, he's so drunk and talking to me and all I can think about is how he probably can't get hard.

Like I don't know, there's a certain disdain I feel when someone has to be drunk to approach me romantically. It also makes me feel like I'm ugly? Violent flashbacks to my relationships where my alcoholics would throw themselves at me.

You don't know pain until you're in missionary and someone is sweating the alcohol out all over you, like GET OFF OF ME! GET OFF! Trauma. Trauma.

[watchermatics]

To Rosella Basco Macapinlac,

You know what, your nanny is a weak girl, imagined that she will forced you to be the wife of the lowly low-class men or even shetrolled you that you will forced to say yes to have free sperm cells from the lowly low-class men like Akira Nishitani, Sriram Bronze, lowly commoner Castlevania fans

She terrorized you that you will be the low class rubbish rapist’s trophy wife.

Why that nanny force you injected you sperm cells from the low-class sore losers for free, even if you created accounts recently they’ve chasing you, stalking, and stealing your art without your permission, then most of those men are lowly hideous uneducated plus douchebag supremacists.

Why they forcing your to marry those opposite of you but they’re not tall either, they’re small, dumbass, hideous, and douchebags. Most men go near you are low quality then bad quality, what a waste of your face, your talents, and your entire body and skin.

Your true enemy, Kaneto Shiozawa’s ghost made those most classless zero quality men win, h Kaneto is an evil controlled your mind that you will allow the likes of those shitty men like Sriram Bromzo and Akira Nishitani TO sell your vagina and turn them rapists to breed with you that you will give birth thousands of children plus they will not gonna share their wealth to you, they will just impregnate you to make their newer family genes to have beautiful generations, that’s their ultimate goal, the reasons why they hypnotized you.

I warned you, they robbed you, of course nothing left from you. They will take your money, your virginity, your beauty, then they might weaken then their lowly henchmen will continue to rape you and abuse you like a punching bag forever, because those ugly propagandist lives matters are very self-entitled, they think they owned this world to make alive, multiplying is fun for them, so what if you died, they will use as human shield to make them alive, mayb protect them or extend their lives.

That makes them a very chauvinist misogynist pigs and they are the true feeble minded swines. They want to take everything from you then you’ll be zero if you’re with them. You’re a meat for them, you’re sex toy for them, and punching for them, they will treat you even Lowly Classless Shitty Servant of your grandma treated you low. That filthy servant is extremely low but he wants higher than you.

Because Kaneto Shiozawa made them win and made you lose forever. Because their disgusting rules are for those monkeys they're proud males, they should be dominant males who think they deserves to extend their lives for killing their beautiful victims because for those monkeys, the beautiful women are always be objectified trophy wives, they tortures beauties who has lives.

Fight it Rosy, Fight the seal of blood, you’re not belong to them, you are yourself! Believe me!

[grox]

No because I'm an ugly smelly obese fat bald mixed race hairy moron woman with bad breath and a tooth gap and I'm really evil too and I hate penis and I hate vagina and I'm catholic and I waz lowkey attacked as a child so if I ever have sex I'm gona throw up and kill myself and others and also I'm broke as hell and really inconsiderate of others and cruel and unfunny and lame and I abuse animals and I gott a hunchback like an igor and two drastically different feeet sizes like whitey from 8 krazy nights, and my toenails are all pointy and ragged and I got a horroble foot fungus and diabetes and high blood pressure But I will be able to have Sex soon if they add an overwatch character who matches my description to a T and I can purchase and wear cheap scratchy ugly unironed bathing suit with creases in it designed off their outfit off amazon, and give myself big ass stupid eyes and blush and fake freckles and always be crossing my eyes and sticking my hairy white unbrushed cigarette tongue out ahegao style!

I hate when girls who really wanna fuck men do their makeup so they look like overwatch cause men dont even wanna fuck women no more they only wanna fuck overwatch

[marluxialarxene]

I was asked why I still hate Castlevania.

The opposite of them and the likes of them let the filthy Katulong do rapes on my admin almost got her pregnant,

I still hate FEXL, because why? My admin had sat on the toilet, right? Then what that Katulong do, he went inside to the bathroom while my admin is naked, that's the started that Inferior Lowly Katulong started touched my admin’s ass, rubbed her clit and her boobs, squeezed her boobs, and pulled her nipples.

The man’s ghost wants to stay inside my admin’s body, told her to let that Katulong fuck her, let that Katulong’s sperm cells welcome to her womb. My admin’s doesn’t like Katulong raping her while the possessed admin smiled while sleeping on the hospital bed, then Katulong rubbed, squeezing, massaging her boobs, nipple pulling, for the long time like 3 or 2 fucking days. The possessor truly loved staying my admin’s mind that my admin smiled but my admin’s true will is crying and angry. Because Megumi Ogata created a gastrical ulcer on my admin’s tummy then my admin’s grandma sent that fucking Katulong as the “Bantay” but a Creepy Watcher, that ugly face lick his tongue that he saw something delicious from my admin.

What Katulong do while my admin sleeping on the hospital? Rubbing her entire breasts, clit, butt cheeks, pulling nipple, rubbing her skin, spank her ass, my admin’s real will didn’t like it, it's the possessor did. My admin had woke up, there is a pain on her middle chest it might be the Katulong used her old cellphone hit on her middle chest, pain on her right chest might be Katulong squeezed it harder, then itchy reproductive organs, maybe his dirty hands rubbed her vagina while she is in a deep sleep.

That deep sleep and comatose similar to Arika’s Knock Out same Arika who did do a Sex Slave Simp Spell.

My admin’s real self didn’t liked it what the possessor inside of her do? He made her smile that he will let Katulong to be her soulmate.

Katulong never stopped hold hands like snake catched preys, kissing her, smelling her hair and even kissing her lips and even sniffing all her panties! he made that Katulong’s balls so excited to get devoured by admin’s pussy but truth Katulong’s balls are parasite wants to enter to my admin’s pussy.

So much Waste of Youth, random creeps from nowhere caused not just bad days but also big trauma too

Of course Gambzilla from DeviantArt will not matters will happen to my admin because for Gambzilla that's very racist if my admin rejected the Katulong. Make babies is very fine to Gambzilla like End of the World and Famine will fine for Gambzilla too, tell to Gambzilla’s brain, that fucking baby will complete opposite of my admin’d Lucky powers. I am sure that fucking filthy baby is the God of Destruction cause death to all humanity in real life and End of the World will not be far if that Big Creepy Kisser Pedophile Katulong succeeded seeded my admin.

Uterus, Ovaries, and Egg Cells are just toys for them

That happened after 3 years my aunt called me a “whore” 25 until 29 wasted so much many many times and youth by the filthy rubbish greedy abusive nerds and forced me to get married by the hideous filthy men by their purposes on me. They are so obsessed about my face, They think I am ugly because they think my face covered by heavy make up, what a waste, so much waste. They show they are angry without reasons because they like dominance in my life, they are totally disgusting. That's makes me super duper angry.

Those creeps rubbed their balls while their ugly henchmen like rapes on me without protected sex but I am glad it's failed to have a babies with me, why my admin will gonna waste her body to make another them or another Katulong? 🤢🤮

[theorist-influencer-untitled]

3.2.24 Tuesday

10:08 am

I still have windblow... Got the 2 mineral water containers, my favour on Kuya Erning...

Cleaning my nails coz I don't have budget now to go to nails salon and watching "Santa Clarita Diet"... Will my future husband allow me to be a zombie or vampire??? Weird!

11:34 am

I still have windblow... I still wanna leave the hometown and get some progress... I feel so frustrated... I feel fat,ugly and old for nothing.. Nothing on my pages...These are not my actual story,angels....

12:42 am

Hmmm...Still have windblow and listening to that fucking radio station of INC or Church Of Christ... I can multi-task watch and listen to radio station...

Hmmm...The topic is if you are ready to have sex with someone and get married right away?

Or you wanna find a bf or gf for SEX?

For me it depends...Life is a case by case...On the case of Pilot Garret, I feel that it is "love at first sight" at the same time I can imagine myself with him on good position coz I'm aging and I like his face... But it is so sad he got a gf and I can't interfere on that...

But he mentioned on one of his youtubes that he wanted a "go dutch" hmm...It means I can never be his type? I don't know... Coz his gf is having a career... He is telling something about the "mug shot" coz a person can deliver an indirectly message by using a particular terminologies...

For other people who wanted a bf or gf just for SEX well it is their own personal choice... It is their "freewill"... You don't wanna acquire bacterias or any kind of viruses, so everytime if you want to have SEX, you have a bf or gf that you can call... Coz if you have a bf or gf you can just say hey! I think I need it now... I wanna have SEX and that vagina or penis is exclusively for you... I'm not judgemental on liberated coz I'm also scared of getting diseases down there.

1:01 pm

I'm thinking of money and job and I don't know... I feel frustrated...I'm trying to get a job for 17 years and someone is smashing me always for 17 years...

1:24 pm

I feel super self-pity... Still, waiting for a job and now I can't exist. I see no one which is weird for me... I have windblow...

I need money... I need a job.... Getting a bf is difficult for me, it is just my intuition is guiding me....

We are on a tight budegting... What else? I'm so frustrated in life for not being able to buy even a Starbucks everyday... Plus,my vanity... I feel so ugly now... I'm a college graduate but nothing here...

2:06 pm

I'm planning to walk John later coz his behaviour is somehow a rebel since yesterday or he is worrying or jealous of Neko...

2:43 pm

My 2 Uncle's are somehow fake they can't assist me on money,angels....I need money and job and I wanted to leave Cavite...

I wanna get a nose perfection and remove my deep smile lines....Aging for nothing here, so sad...

7:23 pm

We went out awhile ago me and John to revive his rebel character... But I hate our village it is not that pretty here... Hoping I can leave Cavite and be somewhere...

Where is Mark? Is he nearby?? I want a mature bf like Pilot Garret or big, tall but not too much bulky... I want pretty face but I want my bf to be supportive of my vanity like a nose perfection... I will feel bad if Mark is just observing nearby...

I want my bf who loves dogs and able to love my son-dog... Who will respect my craziness on my baby-John...

8:31 pm

I need to wash John's floor mat... Longing to have yaya or to have a personal assistant...

I have this self-pity for so long... I still have windblow...

Good thing,John return to his normal behaviour and him doing the "zoomies"...