Ok I Know Im Very Kinky But Sometimes I Just Want A Relationship Like The Songs From The Late 1950s Early

Ok I know I’m very kinky but sometimes I just want a relationship like the songs from the late 1950s early 1960s (yes I know that i don’t want to set the world on fire came out in 1941 but shush)

So I found my old diary from a couple years ago and almost cried when I read this passage I wrote

If youre going to fall in love with me, here

are some of the things you should know beforenand i cry often. whether if it’s during a movie, a Sad Song on the radio, or a regular Sunday morning. I’ll cry even when i speak of things that have hurt me, even it they no longer Hurt anymore. I am afraid of being left.

And I am afraid of not being good enough.

I will tell you the ways in which i hate myself,

and not believe a single word you say when

you disagree with each and every reason. you can tell me you love me countless

Times,but I will still be afraid of you leaving me

Don’t blame yourself I have to except 

the worst, because I always get the worst.

when i fall in love with you, i will love each

crack in your skin and every freckle of light

in your eyes. i will fall in love with the way

you look while you're sleeping. and the

way your mouth curves when you say my name. i can be difficult to love but for

me loving you will always be so easy All I ask

is that you don't give up on me, and in

return, i will never give up on you, and i wil

love you with my entire heart. and if one day

you decide to leave, I will still think highly of you. I will still remember the kind hearted person you are.

The person I reblogged this from deserves to be happy

I tried to scroll past this. I really did

Pillow humping >>>>

Good girl… you are one desperate empty set of cum buckets afterall… craving to be abducted and raped into docile disposable cum holes without any will or say.

You will be used by your captors… held hostage to the tightness of your holes… raped from morning to dawn, drugged and filled with loads of cum whole day after day.

Dozing off and back on, you catch a glimpse of what happens. They play games… cock out, raging hard, because the bet is you . The losers gets your hands, the third gets your throat the winner choses between cunt or ass, leaving the other to the second, but somehow every winner has chosen to pump their cum directly up your wombs so far… knotting for a couple min everytime to make sure no drip of seed leaks out… The next game’s winner will decide who breeds which hole.

They will keep playing it for weeks until the bulge from your belly can’t go unnoticed anymore… they will dump you, holes still leaking.. in the street half naked, and all you will be able to think to yourself is « thank you sirs for making such a good use of this filthy cum dump »

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