Sorry mom the queers got me

Shoving my knee between your legs and telling you to get yourself off. I’m not helping you, I’m not moving it for you. You can’t do it yourself or I’m leaving you with no release.

This blog is anti chatgpt and pro breeding kink without the pregnancy part

I kinda like the idea of jax becoming a cautionary tale of what happens when you let dysphoria and self hatred eat you alive. I've met so many of him IRL in my own circles. I think people need to hear it. I need more characters who eat themselves alive and actually have to suffer the consequences of not choosing to be better. It's pretty refreshing to see a different and nuanced take on dysphoria and how it doesn't always manifest the way you would expect.

actually im doing really well except for the fact that everything makes me sad and the things that dont make me sad make me angry. but other than that im fine

God, i want to grind on someone so bad. Making out, maybe kissing down their neck and jaw, just rolling my hips against theirs. Maybe fully clothed, maybe not. Maybe in underwear, so i could feel us getting wet together, the fabric starting to slip a little between us. I'd moan into their neck, they'd buck their hips up against mine, we'd come just like that.

WHO wants to keep me under their desk and make me suck on their T dick?

these relationships are always increasing numbers as well. so obviously we need six eleven to mean somethimg

imagine if that's the date it finally happens