Nobody Special

Im sorry… I really will never posting anything like that for safety reasons. I don’t want to end up deactivating cuz anxiety eating me alive for seeing other re upload my content in different platforms…

Disturbing and inappropriate DMs, stolen videos and photos, posting Tumblr videos on adult sites... this has to stop. Nobody wants to see @lilithhb account deactivated like other accounts that were great but deactivated because of people like that

Talked to the girl yesterday, we ended up reporting but still nothing has come from it. Would be helpful if anyone can do it too. I don’t really like doing this call-outs as it is not my content but this Is harmful both to our community and strangers to it. Why would you pose as a woman who has literally nothing to do with the fetish using her FACE.

I don’t usually like to do call outs like this but it’s so dumb for you to post a picture that can be traced down to the op so easily, had a talk with her confirming that she is not part of this community. You can be part of this without pretending to be someone you are not for gods sake…

Just listen and enjoy.

And the last exhibit would have live subjects, human and animal, that guests could listen to with all sorts of different stethoscopes provided by the museum. Maybe I could get past my hangups about how I can't do this with someone I don't know if it's clearly for the sake of curiosity and appreciation of the organ's sounds instead of an intimate connection. And if all of the other museum-goers would be participating as well, so it wouldn't be so strange.

Listen to me before, during, and after you give me pleasure.

My heart beats so hard against my chest that my clothes can move.

What does it make you feel?

Heading into the long weekend like… well, like this. While the rest of the world is planning brunches, I’m hiding in my own world where The Sopranos is always on and the Undertaker is still active. 📺💀

​I took a few breath-holds for fun (if you’re a cardiophile, you get it; if not, don’t ask), and Roxie absolutely lost her mind. There was a split second where I thought the lights might actually go out—a different kind of high entirely.⚡️

​This is the most "me" you’ll get: hair slicked back, wrestling shirt, and makeup I painted on at 6:00 AM. No blurs, no face-cuts, no aesthetic filters. Just the artist behind the art, shaking in her living room.

​Just Sabrina, Brina, Brie… whatever you want to call me. This is the rhythm that runs the show.