wanna know one funny thing? i was told i quite has a lack of spacial awareness due to my tism. so, you know. you can literally stalk me anywhere and anytime and i won't even realize.
this means you can give me a surprise. and i'll give you a sweet surrender.
need to be someone's desk pet... tied up and forced to cockwarm his dick with my mouth as he works... his shoe grinding down on me if i move or make a single sound...
it's almost like it's wrong if i start loving and caring about someone. as in the end they don't want my love — it is too big and cannot be contained. it's a shape they don't prefer.
if i could fit in it would be great for me but i am odd and unconventional and schizophrenic too
capek banget punya borderline personality disorder. i keep on fighting thoughts that it's not true that people don't care about me, but i can't help feeling that way just because that one person doesn't care about me anymore.
ugh. i miss sexting (my ex) so bad. (*・~・*) i don't know if i will ever had anything like this again. (unless anyone wants to do this with me again) :p