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control

I hate him. A disdain so great. Filled with the purest form of contempt at the slight mention of his name.

 My pussy doesn’t though.

 She lights up at the thought of him sliding into her smoothly while his lips pierce every piece of her body.

 She yearns for him.

 There she stands in a fucked up frenzy between utter revulsion and sensual euphoria. Locked in a trance that confuses every state of her being.

 His beard, that chest hair, his arms, those fucking glasses.

 Ugh. How could he ever has gotten this far?

 She stands useless pining for him to simply trace her body with his fingers. She begs him. Please. It should be illegal for a man that has put her through so much to have this control. Yet she loves his ruthless power. She races wet, with a sugar so sweet at a text, call, fuck even a snap video.

 Miles away, he manages to own her. She is his and he knows that.

 Fingertips laced with masculine finesse that send her crumbling into a cream filled frenzy. Pulsing on and off, he causes her to lose all self-control.

 How could a dick so sweet be a part of a person that my brain refuses to forgive?

 He doesn’t even know he hurt me. Repeated conversations that mention emotions and moments that can never be re-lived are glazed over by “sorrys” and “I’ll do betters”; he doesn’t understand me. Arguments lead to failed attempts at phone calls and texts, making me question if love was ever here in the first place.

 I wonder.

 Wishing his mind was attuned to mine like my pussy to his dick would be ideal but that won’t ever happen. No matter how vulnerable I make myself, he won’t ever be happy. No matter the changes he makes to show effort, I’ll never be happy. The complete opposite of bliss.  How did we get here?

 I hate him.

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What y'all know about Literotica?

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Farewell to friends that don't know I exist in this way

Woke up this morning realizing a group of people I just don't want to have very close ties to right now. I know we're all going through something but through these years of friendship, it just hit me that these are my negative group of friends. Literally say nothing happy, joyful, or positive. The only time they light up is when they're laughing at somebody, saying rude shit, or being terrible to eachother. It's fine for occasional shits and giggles but I just can't be sitting in that.

Especially in the space that I'm in now. I already do enough negative self talk, then to have a group of people that I love on the same shit but instead about eachother? Way too much. Not interested. Your joy cannot be in finding negativity in life and others. There has to be more to life than that. I know there is. So this is me saying bye until I'm in a better space and maybe want to laugh? But idk if I will. I just don't get that shit.

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Shit.

You ain't shit.

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You really train a man. Teach him how to be a man. How to dress, be independent, cook, boss up, take care of his oral hygeine, do his own fucking laundry, be a good friend, eat healthy, watch his sodium, be more present for his family. ENDLESS SHIT. Only for it to not work out. Do you get credit for anything? No. He partially glows up and doesn't remember you as a part of that. Thinks he did it all on his own. Fuck that. I'm done with that shit. Too much time wasted, not enough reward. Saying you experienced love is a bullshit benefit. That was nice and all but nah, fuck that.

Over it.

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The 'I think too much and make myself sad' squad

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WHY am I like this?! 😭

Guy: I really don't think we should talk anymore. It's doing more harm than good. Why do you even talk to me?

Me: I agree. Sorry I hurt you

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Toxic Me 2 days later: Pssst! Are we really not talking?!?! I miss youuuuuuuuuu

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You left the same way that you did the first time.

Easily and without looking back.

That's not love for me...

Never, was love for me.

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Poetry soon come...

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Wow. This is beautiful.

"Time is such a curious thing and it's so ironic that love cares not what it thinks. Our timing may be off but wanting you is never done. It is an all consuming hunger ever present in my mind, the tingling on the top of my skin, the secret warmth within. It's a ceasless beating of untamed longing that hides in the deepest part of me. I often wonder if this feeling will ever be gone and I am so profoundly afraid, because I suspect the answer is no."

e.v.e. ( Letters to my love)

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❤️

imagine someone listening to a song and thinking of you

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Falling in love is easy. It's the falling out of love part that's the annoying, fuck you.

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Is there more power in sex or infatuation with the idea of what the sex could be?

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