marijn

the fact that a gorgeous femme isnt pushing my head between their legs by my hair and grinding against it right now is criminal

the very idea that stone femmes/pillow princesses “don’t reciprocate” implies there is nothing valuable in allowing another full access to your body as an expression of desire for them. that there is no reciprocity in holding another against you and within you. that there is no generosity in reflecting the desire of another. the problem is you look at us and see only how it works in relation to yourselves. stone butches and stone femmes see how works it always in relation to each other.

art history will be like "this is the most revolutionary painting of its time!" and you will look at it and is just a normal painting of a lady sitting under a tree and then an art historian will explain "this is the first time a painting ever used this specific shade of blue which challenged all understood conventions of how to depict light and launched a movement known as auzureism, and also the lady is looking at a sparrow which in its time it was a sign of fierce sexual liberation and it was considered scandalous" and then you find out the painter was expelled from the academy of art of stockholm because of the painting and that the king of sweeden paid three thousand marcs (equivallent to ten million dollars now a days) to have the painting in his room and the painting still looks like a generic painting of a lady under a tree

Really wish i was pounding into a pretty girl as i hold her arms over her head and have my other hand lightly around her neck while she keeps breathlessly saying, "don't stop, don't stop"

getting older and weirder and sexier and more perverted and gluttonous and intelligent and blunt and eloquent and spontaneous and skilled is literally what it's all about