⦯Jett⦮

My NSFW posts / reblogs will consist of:

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× Brocest

× Dadcest

× Puppyplay

× Intoxication Play

× Somnophilia

× C n C

& maybe more

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Boundaries:

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× Idc about flirting but I won't flirt back

× Just block me if you dont like my page

× No asking 4 face rev

× DMing me is fine

× Porn makes me very uncomfy

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My posts / Schedule:

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× NSFW // SFW // Vents // Relatable Posts

× I'll try and post at least twice a week

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Extra:

× Feel free 2 ask 2 be friends

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× I love Cass, he's mine fuck off ☆ ☆

× Not looking for a relationship

× Cass Cass Cass Cass Cass Cass

actually me btw

Imagine being greened out on the top of a roof that isn't too angular, but isn't too flat either. All around you are finished bottles of liquor and beer, a few vapes and an empty plastic bag that was once filled with edibles and blunt roaches. It is still dusk out, and you can see an empty park and some fields, along with the lights from each tall building in the city.

You look up from your blurry hands to another pair of eyes that are staring right back up at you. You two talk and yap about the stupidest shit, but in the moment they are the most important things in the whole world. Everything is a bit fuzzy, but no matter what you're always self conscious. You talk about your darkest fantasies, how some days you want to just cut yourself and bleed to death or overdose on pills. Maybe you even want to try to jump off of the top of a building.

But you also talk about how you're still a virgin, how you have weird fetishes and kinks and want to try them out. You even have considered talking to talk to grown men on the internet for attention and money.

The other person relates, and tells you that they feel the same exact way. That they understand you. You both are broken in so many ways, in ways that even contradict each other, but still bring you together like a missing puzzle piece.

You take a roach [blunt] and put it in your mouth, and while going to reach for the lighter, the other person lights it for you. They steal the roach from you and take a smoke before you can even react to the theft.

You glimpse up and catch a look in their eyes that tell you that you knew exactly what you wanted to do.

After taking back and putting the roach out, you reach for their chest and kiss them roughly, but passionately. You know that one feeling that you cannot explain unless you feel it in that moment? That's exactly how you felt.

Your already half-lidded eyes begin to shut as they grab at your bare waist and pull you into their drunken lap.

The night continues on with you two still on the roof and the sky progressively getting darker. The city lights get brighter and more colourful and you couldn't ask for anything better.