How long do you put up with stupid bullshit?
Give the benefit of the doubt?
Try to be understanding of other people's fights?
...
Until you can't anymore?
Until you're sick and tired of it?
Until you've grown bitter and resentful?
...
The type of person I want to be
The type of person I am
The type of person I'm growing to become
They're all just a little different.
But I want to change that.
To harmonize and crystallize and distill my existence down to something
More like a blue fire
A bright light
A laser that can cut through anything
...
I think I can do that, finally.
Now that there isn't so much noise.
Now that I'm away from people and environments that aren't for me
Or are otherwise harmful
...
...
...
Even if I'm not "me" anymore
Even if I'm not who I thought I would be
This Self is much more expansive, divine, and strong
Than anything I could've imagined myself possible of
...
And maybe that is why
And how
I've been called towards spirituality and towards a new way of being and living
For as long as I can remember I haven't been of this world
Made from it but not of it
Existing in it, yet being beyond it
...
I've always known, of course.
There's so many ways to look at it
...
Autistic
Voidpunk
Weirdo
Spiritual
Intelligent/Genius
Idealistic
...
But the Truth
Is that I am that I am
And I will continue to be
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The very second your lips touch Bucky’s, you feel how eager he is already. His lips are warm and plump and slick and insistent, gliding against your own with a hunger you can only hope to match.
His hands trail over your body, touching you with an urgency you’re very much enjoying. His fingertips dig in a little, making you feel like he craves you and it’s entirely dizzying.
“This isn’t fair. You get me so worked up.” He’s practically panting through kisses to your neck, nipping and biting his way to your breasts, encased in the pretty lace he picked out for you.
The thick outline of his cock is more than distracting and even in the dim bedroom light, you notice the sheen of precum that has soaked through his thin underwear.
He kisses your breasts tenderly, not removing your bra just yet. He wants to enjoy it; he wants to be able to call on the memory whenever he needs it.
“Fucking perfect.” He moans, letting his hand trail between your thighs, finding you wetter than he could’ve dreamed.
“Not yet.” You tease, removing his hand and sinking to your knees in front of him, pulling his underwear down his toned legs. His hard length bobs in front of your face, the tip wet with his own arousal and your mouth waters at the thought.
“Prove you can handle my pussy. Show me you deserve it.” Your hand wraps around the base of his cock while your tongue flicks against the tip, savouring the taste of him.
You pump your hand in time with your mouth, pausing every now and again to take as much of him as you can.
Your soft moans are nothing compared to his.
Fuck, he’s lost in the feeling of your warm, wet, sinful mouth and the thought of you swallowing his load.
“Babe please, slow down.” You hear him moan and it makes slowing down the last thing on your mind.
“Don’t you dare.” You take just a second to breathe before you’re back to stroking and sucking his faster than before. He’s not going to last. He knows it. So do you. That’s exactly what you want.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” He groans, desperately trying not to but that’s hard when he’s watching your pretty face and focusing on the way your lips look wrapped around his dick.
It’s a toss up. In your mouth or over your face? It hardly matters when you have him exactly where you want him.
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Man, I miss the internet when you could just freely browse all sorts of niche blogs and fan sites without having to have an account anywhere... There was so much to explore! Now you need to have an account with Instagram and Tiktok before they'll let you see anything, or it's locked behind a paywall on someone's Patreon.
We used to "browse," like we were wandering free in a big pasture, and now it's a "feed," where someone keeps shoveling stuff into a trough in front of your face and you have to keep choking it down.
I miss "Free Range" internet is what I'm saying, I guess. Not this Content Factory Farming crap.
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