Emie's Space

fingers in my mouth fingers in my mouth fingers in my mouth fingers in my mouth fingers in my mouth fingers in my mouth fingers in my mouth fingers in my mouth fingers in my mouth fingers in my mouth fingers in my mouth fingers in my mouth fingers in my mouth fingers in my mouth

Real closeness is not built from pretty words. Pretty words are easy. People use them when they want access without responsibility. The real thing starts when the ugly parts show up. The fear. The need. The shame. The little wounds you keep dressed up as personality. And someone does not flinch. Does not get loud. Does not turn your softness into a weapon later. They just stay calm with their hands full of everything you thought would make them leave. That is closeness. Not being admired. Being held without having to edit yourself first.

only baddies still sleep with stuffed animals

It’s okay to have fantasies that you would never want to do in reality. It’s okay to have fantasies that you don’t want to do with other people. It’s okay to try things in real life and decide you only like them in fantasy. It’s okay to only like certain things in certain contexts. You don’t need to prove anything to anyone. You are not any less valid in your kinks if you enjoy the idea of them more than the reality.

honestly can’t relate to people who don’t like pet names like please call me every affectionate thing you can possibly think of

My biggest turn off is inconsistency, acting like u care one day and then switch up the next. That's how u lose me.

Just feeling like I'm a sad bitch most the time lately, a deep pain sits at the bottom of my ribcage, a sickening ache of emotions.

Just feeling like I'm a sad bitch most the time lately, a deep pain sits at the bottom of my ribcage, a sickening ache of emotions.