destruction is the ultimate expression of ownership. something isn't your possession unless you can take it apart, piece by piece, for no reason other than that you felt like doing so. anything that you're expected to keep intact is something you're borrowing at best
puppy who thanks me politely for anything i give it
puppy who apologises for the smallest mistakes cause he doesn't want to disappoint his owner
puppy who gets dumb & excited the moment i give him the slightest praise
puppy who gets all whiny when he doesn't get what he wants
it’s ok
there’s nothing wrong with giving in.
there’s nothing wrong with being weak.
there’s nothing wrong with being empty.
there’s nothing wrong with being mindless.
there’s nothing wrong with letting go.
there’s nothing wrong with slipping away.
there’s nothing wrong.
its ok🖤
true dominance is telling him no
it’s patient, but it is not blind to patterns of behavior
its encouraging him to accept himself, even when it’s hard
it’s guiding/comforting him
its expression. it’s a journey to find one’s own inner peace
it can be many things, & that’s okay
did i break you? or changed you into what you rightfully should be.
did i corrupt you? or did i just allowed your fantasies into reality
did i ruin you? or i just showed you how much better you are when i have you under my control?
your guardian angel is actually a stalking devil. constantly putting thoughts of depravity in your head and mind. tempting you to embrace your pleasures.
the words just feel so good when you listen.
your friends hate you for being the unreliable loser who cancels everything to goon in the dark.
your family hates you for being a constant disappointment
your partner hates you because you’ve become so useless in bed
strangers probably hate looking at your pathetic face
and deep down you hate yourself most of all, which is exactly why you keep coming back for more.
good boys can’t think.
good boys shouldn’t try to think.
good boys sink.
good boys surrender.
good boys obey.
you exist to serve.
you love to serve.
it feels natural to be obedient and submit.
he isn’t who he used to be. he lives to be seen. used. and ruined. no boundaries. just a dumb little pet desperate for approval like it’s oxygen.
he wasn’t corrupted.
he was revealed.
and what’s underneath all that good boy bullshit?
just a toy that finally knows what he’s for.
repost if you want to be isolated and made worse and be kept as a pet. no responsibilities. no decision making. no endless depression and fatigue.. just you and your owner.
or if you like waffles.