How about no

Im such a yapper and get so excited about talking about the stuff I do... and idk if that comes off as selfish, y'know?

Like, I want to share my experience and have a conversation about it but I feel annoying.

I wouldn't have to share bathrooms in hotels. I wouldn't have to worry about it sounding like someone was coming into my room.

Life is so weird. Like overall I do feel good. Like the world isn't going to end.

But, im still unhappy... in my core. And idk if it will ever be anything else. Trauma can fuck someone up so bad and... i think that is what is me.

Its not my fault... and im trying so hard to accept that.

And fuck. Im talking to someone that is poly and idk how i feel about it. The sex is great. She is rough with me without worrying about hurting me. She listens and adapts fast. I still have a hickey fading on my boob from last Tuesday!

So I do wanna keep seeing her. I want to explore the dynamic. And their partner is pretty handsome too.... I wanna get to know him anyways. He seemed pretty cool. Maybe ill just meet new friends

And maybe thats okay. I think me taking care of my friends helps my tendencies to fix things....or I just feel satisfied by going out with them. Taking care of them in small ways

And I really love that. I do love my friends.

I shouldnt think too much about not trying to find a relationship. Just coast and see where it goes.

Im still high, by myself in Chicago. Im going to the pokemon fossil museum by myself and I cant fucking wait.

But! I had a lovely time. Just let me yap. And fuck.... they lelt bite marks and hickeys 🥴

My ex would be so afraid of hurting. But today, it felt so good to be manhandled a little bit. And they might be willing to take on my brattyness.

She is so soft and ahhh... but i do got a type. Give me the loner type 😔