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This is mesmerizing to watch.

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F. Scott Fitzgerald

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I don't think you look at this anymore.

Honestly I'm glad. I know the way I feel for you overwhelms you. I know my needs do to. I'll keep posting my heart. Even if you don't always have room for it.

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Little ones

Make love to my heartsong

Kiss your breath into my chest

One ear tight to my ribs

Over this hardwood body

This body

Lay your head down in my garden

You will never be anything but welcome here

Find peace in the strength of my arms

Warm your troubles in my winds

Find love in the softest touches I can manage

This pixie filled oaktree won’t fall

So long as you sing in the branches

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Pixidust

Man, I fucking love you

I just worked 17 hours, went home and my pillow smelled like you and by you I mean home and by home I mean somewhere I belong

By somewhere I belong, I mean anywhere the streets don’t make you anxious

I mean a place where there’s pasta on every block and the Chinese places deliver

I mean a place that you happen to be breathing in because your heartbeat is how I go to sleep now

I mean sometimes when you look at me my heart breaks because you’re so tired and I am going to make that worse

But here are the things I promise to make better

My taste in 90s and early 2000s shows

My patience

My ability to finish cooking all of the taco components in the same time window so they don’t taste weird as fuck

The way I get so silent when I’m upset that it cracks your eardrums

The way I interrupt

The way I forget what you need and how your soul is so quiet sometimes that I need to listen

And I’m not saying get ready for Romeo

I’m not saying I’m even anything but a fool

But your fool is trying

And for the first time in a long time

The sun is coming up

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“I love you”

Drag my heart through the lillies

Hear its song inside my ribs

Lead it by a fingertip

Through aisles and trials

Feel it thunder for you

Under my neck

Against your lips

Beside your spine

In the sleepless dark

That is to say,

I have never been very good at finding ways

To say this

That is to say

I cannot promise more than the days I have left

That is to say

If

You still want to stay

There are too many people

Left in my heart and who

Left with pieces of it

That “aren’t like everyone else”

So maybe we can try that normal thing

Cause the only thing different ever did

Was bring me here to you

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you’re in all of my daydreams

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Anyone interested in a video of me touching myself? 🙈🙈 might post one this week if we get, say, 50 notes on this? 😘😘💖💖

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• Using your safeword does not make you a bad sub.

• Not enjoying a certain act (i.e. tying up, pain play, etc) does not make you a bad sub.

• Not sharing the same kinks as your dom(s) does not make you a bad sub.

• Asserting your wants, needs and/or triggers does not make you a bad sub.

• Stopping a scene entirely and not wanting to continue does not make you a bad sub.

Bdsm is supposed to be fun. You can stop or alter things to suit your comfort. It’s ok to do this.

Any dom that tells you otherwise is a bad dom.

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i am addicted to boys’ moans. it’s like a drug. it totally takes my mind out of this reality. sub boys’ moans, big men’s moans, good boys’ gentle moans, strong men’s hard moans… and oh god, when they cry because they need to finally come, but i don’t want them to. i want to edge you even more. some of them even scream 🤗 and they are so desperate for my touch. i’ll give it to you boy, when i think it’s the time. oh fuck, and when they shake. be loud, boys. be as loud as possible.

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