I wish I could be normal but unfortunately my love language is fusing souls

fuck you (confession of love)

fuck me yourself (reciprocated)

anyone wanna get really obsessed w each other to the point where it worries everyone else???

maybe i am a normal girl or maybe i have some kind of repulsive evil in me that everyone is just too polite to point out

I don't care what gender you are. Put on this slutty top and these tight shorts.

i’m either horny, depressed or anxious or all three at once

i really love lazy intimacy ~ no pressure, no rush, no need to reach climax, just little fingertip swirls over nipples or half dazed kisses or a hand lightly rubbing the outside of the pants or fondling over shirts but no need for anything else

My gender isn't rooted in masculinity or femininity I don't wanna be a boy or a girl I just wanna be a slut and a fag

this shit sucks i wish i was having gay sex

For reasons out of my control I am once again horny

i need vitamin B (boobs)

the gentle possessiveness and intimacy that comes with putting “my” in front of any sort of name will always be top tier

I need attention from lesbians to live actually