The Sleeves Of My Hoodie Are Tear-stained. I’m Shaking Like A Leaf. I’m A Grown Man, Dammit. It Has

how could i not think highly of you? to my knowledge you have never done anything with intentions to hurt me -⛓

maybe i haven’t, but you have to understand. i am not a good person. at least, i don’t think i am.

i love making you feel special, its how you make me feel! you have a tag on my blog now not that you are aware of interacting with me off anon hehehe -⛓

i’m still so unsure on who exactly you are.

i have my own tag? how interesting.

You’re too sweet, but seriously, i watch your blog like it’s my favorite tv show. I need better hobbies outside of stalking people online

-🌀

your favorite? how kind.

i know i’m a touch dry, i’m watching a movie. you can be patient, cant you?

tw. you know the drill.

i’m nothing but a devoted mutt. a dirty, cheap whore. a disgusting, vile being that exists only for the pleasure of others.

i need someone to adore, someone to hurt me and love me, all at the same time. without a special person, a favorite person, i’m useless.

what good is a useless mutt?

i’m awful. no one will ever need me like i need them. i’m too damn needy…i cry when i get degraded too harshly, and when i get praised because i don’t deserve kind words ever, and when you leave me alone too long.

no one will ever need me like i need them.

y'know, oblivious. blissfully unaware. i'll give you some credit, though. i'm in a better mood. surprise, surprise ":^[

– ✘

i try to not confront certain things, especially if it’s negative. i act “blissfully unaware” in that sense.

what’s got you in such a good mood?

feeling unwanted ruins my whole fucking day

do I really need to destroy myself in order to get affection?

my head feels like it’s been filled with cotton, and my vision is swimming in the most subtle way. i feel floaty and gentle and pliable and fragile. it’s quite an odd feeling.

nsfw, poll and slutposting under the cut.

i wonder what color they’d like…

i have dark red, light red, baby pink, black…

baby pink and black are practically just scraps of lace, they don’t cover much..

dark red has a little opening in the front, like a tit window, almost but for…yeah.

and the light red has this little heart chain that goes across the back..

i have this pretty black top, too! i just wonder what color they’d like… won’t you help me choose?

Call me manipulative, but I want someone to reach their hand out to me when I start to walk away.

I want to feel like I'm worth running after. I want to feel like I'm wanted.