who up experiencing divine madness

I’m going to unlearn shame *bursts into tears and beats my head against a brick wall*

some people live their lives without even being obsessed with some guy. if you call that living

not pulling out because i have separation anxiety

walk up behind me, flip up my skirt, move my panties to the side and slip your cock in whenever you want. keep pounding me over and over and over again until i’m struggling to stand properly. when you cum, keep going. use the old cum for lube. only leave me when you want to, but leave me a sore, used, dripping mess.

what the fuck is wrong with you i want you so bad

bro doesnt know about the acceptance of what you cannot control, the courage to change what you can control, OR the wisdom to know the difference 🤣

I want to keep writing this rape fic but my brain is just. "No words, only Horny."

they hate me for my slut waist and recurring self harming behavior

“i can fix him” “i can make him worse” i can imagine him in little scenarios every night as i’m falling asleep

I want cocaine! Or to be railed by a stranger! Or a nap!

Want to drain the life out of someone. Any takers?

and is your shame helpful? is it inspiring goodness and change? or is it keeping you frozen in time unable to move on and be everything you have expanded to be?

South London Forever

Are you picturing me in nothing but your oversized shirt?