Dove

having a low sex drive Nd a fetish is so interesting becauss i’m drunk enough rn that i see boobs and get horny and its like. is this how normal people feel. like bodies don’t interest me at all normally but rn i see a hint of nipple and am drooling

at first we meet at a bar, very casual, but I soon realize that you have more intentions with me. you keep ordering shots and every time I try to pay, you decline, saying things like don't worry puppy, don't think about it, just take the drinks like a good boy. good boys don't decline drinks, they are eager for then. good boys keep drinking until I tell you to stop. good boys don't stop drinking until they can't stand up anymore because they are so drunk. good boys get wasted on purpose. good boys get wasted in public spaces just to embarrass themselves. good boys stumble home, and if they don't stumble, it means they have to drink more. good boys are never too drunk, they can always drink more. good boys need to lean against walls in dark alleys because they are too drunk to keep walking. good boys are so wasted that they can't get up from the floor anymore. good boys just lay there, enjoying their spinning head from the booze, unable to go home. good boys take videos of themselves drunk, so they can get off on them when they are sober again. good boys fantasize about drinking all the time. good boys never decline drinks. good boys slur their words, and if they don't slur, they have to drink more. good boys edge themselves not on purpose but because they are too drunk to keep the vibrator steady on their clit and it keeps slipping because they are so wet.

weight gain and binge eating is obviously super fucking hot, but i truly love every other aspect of complete out of control hedonism just as much. out of control drinking, smoking, masturbation, sex, porn consumption, and just doing whatever the fuck feels good in the moment despite later consequences is so sexy and freeing. i might regret it later, but i’ll keep telling myself life is too short to feel that way until i’m fully convinced nothing matters except pleasure even when the bad things do happen. it can’t be so bad if the journey was pure bliss. my existence is pleasure and it feels sooooo good

just blanked out Nd took a hugeeeee hit whoops hopefully that doesnt get me too bad

i loveeee drrugsss

REAL rhis happens way too often 2 me

#happening

roommate whos too drunk to recognize they’re groping themselves in front of you. slurring “hmm gooodddd” with a dumb grin as they pinch their nipples through their shirt. jiggling their bloated belly to work a burp free. a hand lazily drifting between their legs as they stumble to keep their balance.

if you're on tumblr while you're drinking you're contractually obligated to turn off your autocorrect, sorry I don't make the rules.