you walk in, interrupting my teacher. he asks you who you are, what you're doing here but you walk right past him. you only have eyes for me.
i am frozen in my seat. we've talked about before, you coming into my 8th period and fucking me in front of the whole class, but i thought it was just fantasy. but you're coming towards me with that look in your eye and i don't know what to do.
you lean down, whisper in my ear, "are you ready to show off for me, kitten?"
you don't give me time to respond. you have me over the desk before i can try and convince you to leave, my jeans tugged down underneath my ass.
i hear gasps of shock around me, but no one moves.
you slap my ass, hand firmly on my neck keeping me where you want me. i start crying in earnest. i don't want anyone to see me like this, no one but you.
but you don't care about what i want. you just care that your dick's hard and my hole is right there for you take.
Can someone pls tell me how you make it so that you have to click a post to see the whole thing... like you know so most of it is hidden. I still dont fully know how tumblr works and that one reblog I did earlier is really annoying me
things that have started being really prevalent in my life in the last 1-2 years:
1. being patient and learning to not want to rush everything, waiting for people, understanding people aren’t always the way i want but also that i can still work with that in ways that suit me and i don’t have to take everything so fast
2. the idea that there’s a “right time” for things, comparing timing of now to later or even before and taking into account other things that are related to time, place, mood, people, etc., feeling more confident about what is best when
3. my own freedom n independence, but also in a way that i’ve become more [anxious] avoidant where i feel more comfortable when i put a little more distance between me and others and avoid getting too involved, sometimes in a way where i might just kind of ignore things. but at the same time it’s made me more well-rounded i think and i feel like i’m not as subject to the whims of other people because i make more space for my own things and have a stronger sense of identity than i used to. i think im more well versed in interacting with people now
4. honestly ive just had more of a dominant streak in different ways, one is where i feel capable of being the bigger person and letting people do whatever they do without being as affected, but being able to deal with them when it comes to anything actually involving me, and the second way being sexually (and emotionally) where im super switch-y now and feel a lot more inclined to be in control and feel like i want the power in situations (whereas i used to be more of a sub and a brat but didn’t really want the reigns or anything)
all i want to do is write. all the time i want to write. i want to create and create and create and never stop. could my body facilitate this. the dopamine of hitting my stride is constantly tempered by the fact that if i don't pull myself out of that groove for a screen break i'll be rendering myself totally incapable of writing for at least two days.
like how is it fair? the only thing that makes me feel like the mortal plane isn't a cosmic joke also makes me want to peel my eyeballs out of my head.