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Get over the fear of being seen.

Stop caring about how you’re gonna be perceived. Stop doubting yourself. Stop aiming to be perfect. Stop ruminating.

Accept who you are. Hype yourself. Invest in yourself. Be audacious. Trust in the greater outcome. Allow yourself to be seen as you are.

“I can’t stop thinking about you” is a nice thing to hear

Cuddlefuck season

fucking that twink in positions we dont even have names for

i actually need to sit on your face rn. i bet your tongue feels so good inside my needy boy pussy

i want to feel the sudden shiver, the sudden heat coursing through my body as our kisses slowly intensify. that moment when i get needy, when i realise i need so much more, when my mind empties, and i can think of nothing but your taste.

let me take a deep breath as i grab onto you and desperately press against you. open your mouth so i can kiss you deeper and more messy, moaning against your lips. ill push you against a wall, a table, onto a bed or a sofa, anything. ill pin you in place while i grind our hips together, seeking out your tongue.

i want to kiss you for hours. i want to swallow your tongue whole. i want to lose my breath, and lose all feeling in my lips.

If you slide a hand up my shirt while I’m half asleep you’ll not only get the chance to feel my tummy but you get to hear the most loudest, pathetic sigh of content

cuddling with hands in my boxers teasing and playing with my tdick>>>>>

Messaging a girl and she referred to her conversation with me as "just playing with her food" and I nearly moaned out loud anyways what about you guys how have your days been

Sorry I moaned when you sucked my strap … can I still put a baby in you afterwards or ??

how do i politely ask someone to just fuck me until I couldn’t possibly be horny anymore

really want to get fucked in missionary so he can put his forehead against mine and make eye contact while he thrusts in fast and pulls out slow, mouths only an inch apart, breathing heavily, reaching so deep that i can feel him in my lungs—

I’m not a pumpkin, but you can still rearrange my guts 🎃