aesthetic blog.

my kink is having my phone on do not disturb at all times

hey so i know you said you love me but my Everyone Hates Me syndrome is acting up

I can’t fix him but I could fuck him.

“I can fix him” I couldn’t fix him and I don’t want to. I think he grew prone to biting and scratching in order to get by in a harsh world, and to me his resilience is part of what makes him so beautifully himself. I could be kind to him, though. I could show him gentleness. I could, slowly but surely, in the same way one earns the trust of a skittish stray cat, convince him that my touch will never come accompanied by pain. That, around me, he can allow himself to be soft. To relax. I could be the one he associates with warmth and safety, the one he longs to be held by after a hard day. I could be his home.

i bring an “excluded since childhood” vibe to the function

Not to be incredibly vulgar and nasty or anything, but I’d like to close my eyes and rest my head in somebody’s lap while they run their fingers through my hair

men who are not into PDA but are on you almost immediately after the door to a private space closes behind you, all of their longing and waiting suddenly so obvious when it’s being pushed between your lips and they can’t grab enough of you at once