ITS GORDIE’S BIRTHDAY!! GORDIE POST!

aaaaiiiieee! shes two of her......happy birthday girl.....

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I think the whole "it's ok to wanna be the bottom for these brutal scary kinks but being the top/dom is gross and problematic" kinds of posts are weird like. I just wanna make this dummy happy and maybe cum in the process, we are playing pretend, I am literally playing with toys (heh heh heh).

hater of socks

"please don't stick a q tip in your ears, our product can damage your eardrums" lies. they're trying to stop you from hitting the ear g spot. they're in league with the church

my favourite characterisation that's so unnecessary but so real about the bad kids is that fabian is almost never-present in the groupchat

i post about nuts alot. im not going to apologize or anything, just noticing

history repeats itself only because conditions don’t change drastically enough to halt the cycle from reoccurring and that’s why studying history gives you an intellectual leg up cause you can raise your hand and be like this happened already guys idk if you remember but this happened☝️we know the answer guys ☝️

i want to be the plushie of a touch starved lesbian and get cuddled by her for hours everyday

once you realize a Wacom pen can fit comfortably in your urethra it's only a matter of time before you notice you can sort of doodle with it through swings and twitches. anyway i have a confession to make about most of my art since 2019

Teeth are bullshit. What do you mean you’re decaying. Get a fucking grip. You’re a bone now act like it. You don’t see my finger bones decaying from jerking it too much now do you

in the hour or so it took me to draw this op turned reblogs off

a stud in black leather on a black motorcycle just revved their engine at me and thank god I tore my demonic uterus out ages ago because I think that would have finally knocked me up

i could never rank the worst things about ptsd because everything about it is fucking miserable but one of the worst parts has to be how you can't talk about it. you can't talk about it because it makes everyone around you just feel helpless and awkward. can't express your fear without convincing yourself that everybody is sick of you and that you're unlovable due to your constant misery. moreover talking about it often just makes you feel worse because the more you think about it the worse your symptoms get. as someone who would tell my friends everything prior to my trauma, this is one of the hardest things to adjust to. especially when the idea of me driving people away with my negativity was so integral to my trauma and abuse, i can't risk being honest about my fears or frustrations or grief. i delete most of my messages any time i try. because im scared and i feel so incredibly guilty and like im an energy siphon. the weight of the misery and paranoia i have within me is far too unwieldy for anyone else to carry even a portion, so i have to do it all myself. and it's nobody's fault that they can't handle it. they're not wrong for not knowing what to say. but it's so soul crushing regardless. it's so lonely and fearful. truly until i get therapy there is no real way for me to cope with my ptsd and its horrible. i can't even describe it. i wouldn't wish this on anyone.

genuinely the way people will post the most triggering shit under ptsd tags and think it's fine because it's not their trigger sucks shit and im so tired of looking for any sort of positivity or support just to get triggered. im so tired of it