the saddest part is, kau sebenarnya bukan pendiam, kau suka bercerita, suka bermanja, suka share benda random, dan selalu excited bila dengan orang yang kau sayang, but somehow life turned you into someone who barely talks anymore
@thatonefanficj Hear me out: what if this is possible because of echoes? Like they already have a musical planet, why not have ghosts of the past work like a living echo?
i need you deep inside the catacombs of my being, where even the oldest saints have forgotten how to pray. i want you past the flesh, past the marrow, somewhere between the blasphemy and the divine, where loving you becomes indistinguishable from being possessed.
I don’t think people understand what being touch-deprived actually feels like. It’s not just wanting a hug or someone to cuddle with. It’s missing the little things: being held, having someone rub your back, a random kiss, a hand resting on you, falling asleep next to someone, or simply feeling someone’s warmth and affection.
It’s wanting intimacy, affection, reassurance, and human connection without having to ask for it or feel like you’re begging for it.
i was jerking off the other day and came across a video where a twink is getting railed by a guy in doctor cosplay holding an ultrasound transducer to the twink’s belly and watching his dick go in and out on the monitor and if thats not the most sukuita thing ive ever seen