On a scale of cuddles to rough sex i need everything on the fucking scale.
when people give me compliments I feel like a vending machine trying to accept a wrinkly dollar and it’s just really frustrating for everyone involved
You only missed my voice
when nobody else called you.
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Uuh… it’s hard to explain, it’s a burden that just appears out of nowhere and fucks you up for days. Ignoring it is not easy. It takes over you and even tends to distort your perception of reality turning it into a living nightmare. It’s awful and terrifying.
People will love you. People will hate you. And none of it will have anything to do with you.
"mommy how did you meet daddy"
well you see he commented on my text post and it was smooth as fuck