I’m Enough For Me.

I like butt stuff.

I can keep going.

People aren't homes, they never will be. People are rivers, always changing, forever flowing. They will disappear with everything you put inside them.

~ Nikita Gill

identify crisis

i am a woman with dire needs , i desire a burning touch , i yearn to be taken roughly with hands of lust , my body aches with igniting passion wanting to be free

painting by Karolina Naichuk

No one’s but mine. Looking for a daddy that would take care of a baby sub.

A bond that’s wanted will mean something that’s not wanted to give up.

She wants to be loved with an honest tongue, devoted heart and exclusive eyes.

My type is him. His style catches my eye. His body type is my is my favorite for it’s attached to his face. He’s sweet like blackberries covered in  thorns to protect him from the ones that treat him like a genie. He’s a special human to me.

My type is her. My favorite body type is whatever her body looks like that day. My favorite scent, whatever she got on.

With and without tears.

Awkward.