The Hands

Hi!

The sight of an unexpected feather flusters me lol I expect it from the blogs but not the ads

Let me put you on a milking table and tickle your balls and groin until you're leaking

Let me sit you in my lap and pin your arms back and tickle your nipples until you think you might cum just from that

Let me spread your legs and tickle your thighs and groin and labia until you soak through the sheets

Apparently restrained arms but unrestrained feet turn me into a mermaid...

i am the unkillable faggot

i can exist in grocery stores

i have the shittiest music taste in any room

Keep in mind this man is 39 years old and crossed a boundary within about 5 minutes.

Then he makes the comment "you're acting like you're a minor." Which let's me know pretty confidently that this has happened to him with a minor.

He also says that my boundaries are "too strict". Aka me not wanting to talk about tickling with someone I literally just met 5 minutes ago.

If you can't be a decent person, stay the fuck out of people's DM's.

This behavior is honestly sickening and I warn anyone that sees him in your inbox. HE IS NOT A SAFE PERSON.

What a prick!

Something that I do, in my head, is really not good for me, and is outright insulting to other people. That is, I will make judgements around passing. Like, I see some people who I think are beautiful and I think "I am attracted to this, and I wish I could be that pretty". Sometimes I do look at myself and think that I'm pulling "cute" off. However what I also do is see people who I don't think are attractive, for a variety of reasons (and I will not describe the characteristics that make me think these thoughts) and I will reflect "Fuck. Is that what I look like?". I will denigrate someone else's appearance, and I will not know whether they are perfectly happy with themselves and presenting in that manner on purpose, or if like me, they are trying for something and perhaps not getting there. But I will use my own insecurities, and foist my values and preferences on them in order to reinforce my own negative self-image.

I’m still homeless. Last week, $700 was taken from my account for student loans. Then another $400 hit for car insurance—for a car I can’t even drive right now. On top of that, my dog was hit by a car (he’s fine, thank f*cking god) but that was ANOTHER $200 for an emergency vet visit.

My account went negative by $470.

My paycheck today was $475.

I have $5 to my name until next Friday.

No savings. No backup. Nowhere stable to stay. I’m doing everything I can—working, fighting legal battles, trying to rebuild—but I’m drowning. I’m scared, exhausted, and trying not to give up.

If you’re able to help in any way—donating, sharing this, or just sending some support—it would mean the world right now.

Venmo: @mckaylabond

Cash app: $mckaylabond1

Reminder that this month is also Men's Mental Health Awareness Month as well as Pride Month.

Make sure to check on your male homies too.

Suicide is the biggest killer of males aged 18-55 (I believe that's the age range). Fuck stoicism, and fuck social stigmas that force us to keep shit bottled up as a means of "strength".

To my fellow male friends, there is no weakness in vulnerability, there is no shame in emotions, there is no unreliability in expressing mental health difficulties, as much as you may have been made to feel as such, as I have even. Don't be hollowed out by the unbelievably cruel apathy and antipathy you see on brain rot platforms by misandrist "content creators" celebrating male suicide rates (yes, this is a thing and I have seen an alarming number of these kinds of posts and videos. One is too many.)

Don't be like me.

Don't constantly keep your struggles to yourself, don't feel like you can't outwardly express the difficulties you're going through, don't feel like because of certain people you've encountered in life, certain social stigmas that have been hammered into your head, that you're better off keeping those moments of vulnerability to just yourself.

It *will* kill you.

I am a failed suicide survivor and I still struggle with all of this for multiple reasons that I am still yet to come to grips with, and still struggle to reach out, even on rough nights like tonight.

It does not matter what one's circumstances are. It does not matter if you have a good job, it does not matter if you are well off, it does not matter if you are in a good place in life, it does not matter if you have a roof over your head, mental illness can strike you down no matter what your circumstances, positive or negative. Mental illness does not discriminate.

There are avenues for help, there are people in your social network who support you, there is always a light at the end of the tunnel, there is always a way out. Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.

Message me if you feel you haven't got anyone else to turn to. I've known that feeling and it is one of the most hollow and debilitating feelings on earth. You are not alone, and never will be.

Stay strong, Kings.

In a world of Andrew Tates, be an Aragorn. 💙

SUBJECT 46: hyper ticklish upper-body and extremely sensative nipples. More data is needed.

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