deadromant1c

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Went to go buy a vibrator in one of those wide variety stores that has a little bit of everything but my dad was following me around with his little shopping cart so I couldn't even go near that aisle 😭

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Your practically fucking at that point, the only thing preventing it is the fabric of your clothes, keeping his dick from actually entering your needy cunt and stuffing it full of him.

The lewd noises coming from you both are pornographic and nasty, along with the constant squeeking of the bed.

When he grips your hips as you sitting in his lap, and starts moving you, grinding your clothed cunt against his hard bulge with a fast pace, leaving you breathless and flushed.

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I miss my boyfriend, need him in the most gut wrenching, vile, unholy and downbad way possible.

Need to kiss him until we're both left breathless, my fingers tangling in his hair as I grip the collar of his shirt, trying to pull him impossibly closer until we pull away, our labored breaths mingling together as we take a moment to gather what little sense we have left.

Need to slowly unbutton his shirt, leaving a trail of kisses from his lips, to his jawline, to his neck, all the way down to his belt line, looking up at him for permission to continue.

Need to see his ears turn red at the sound of his buckle coming undone and falling beside his hips.

Need to hear his breath catch in his throat and feel his hips buck a bit as I reach into his pants to finally stroke his cock, looking up only to see his head is thrown back in pleasure as I make my work.

Licking a strip up his length, leaving a wet open mouthed kiss to his tip, earning a quiet whine from him as I feel his grip in my hair tighten ever so slightly...

In short, im down bad for my man and need him in more ways than he could ever comprehend... I'm doomed aren't i...

[deadromant1c]

rip open my ribcage and curl up inside because cuddling isn't close enough,

squeeze my heart like a stress ball

and wrap my intestines around you like a scarf, so you can keep warm,

eat my pancreas, should you get hungry,

feed off of everything I have to give,

tear apart this body in a much more beautiful way than i would have.

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When he grips your hips as you sitting in his lap, and starts moving you, grinding your clothed cunt against his hard bulge with a fast pace, leaving you breathless and flushed.

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So lovesick it physically hurts

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Need a cute boyfriend that's so nice and respectful, so kind, so "proper", says he'll never do anything remotely freaky, never felt the need to, so he says he wont bite wont go hard, wont even leave a single mark, until I have him in bed and all he can do is bite whatever he can, holding my hips ever so tightly, he can't help but leave bruises as his mind goes fuzzy with pleasurable ecstacy.

It isn't until after he wakes up the next day and sees the red marks all over my body that he realizes how screwed he is in this relationship.

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Read this in a depressed young teenager's (around 12-14) voice talking through a radio/walkie talkie like they weren't going to return from a mission they shouldn't have been on in the first place.

[deadromant1c]

Gently hold my face in your palms and look me in the eyes with the night sky in yours, and tell me I'm the prettiest thing you've ever seen... even if it's a lie...

Anaïs Nin, from a novel titled "A Spy in the House of Love," published in 1954

[deadromant1c]

Been there done that, wipe those tears and break up with him

right now out there somewhere someones beautiful daughter is crying her eyes out over a young man who is ignoring her for valorant and hitting the juice bar vape 82 times in 5 minutes while watching hypnotit gifs on bluechew.com to get possessed into purchasing a gummy viagra bc man things are just hard for him rn :/ even though he'll say it's her fault he couldn't get it up after they really break up. think about that.

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Am I really doomed to beg for scraps of love?

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Me every single second of my life because the universe hates me:

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This world will gobble him up if I don't do it first.

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Am I hard to love...?

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Hes so sweet and cute that I just want to hold him gently, work hard so he could afford his little nerdy hobbies so he could tell me all about them at the end of the day.

Hes so cute and lovely, I want to buy land far from the crowded cities and build him a home where he won't have to worry about anything other than his wants.

I want to come home every night and see his sweet kind smile, hear his cute laugh, and fall asleep playing with his curly hair.

Hes the definition of home.

My home.

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I like my men dignified, confidant, and absolutely obsessed with me, in a loving and romantic way, with such sweet tender devotion that makes sugar taste bitter.

I like my men absolutely smitten with everything I do, I want the googoo eyes that they talk about in movies.

When he sees me, he should rest his chin on his hand and let out an audible sigh like the people in shows did when I was a kid.

I want him to bring me flowers just because the soft petals reminded him of my touch.

I want him to see me in a dress and fall head over heels all over again.

I want to spend late nights just holding eachother.

I want to laugh together.

I want him to get lost in my embrace, forgetting that there was ever a time in his life he didn't know it.

I want to grow old together and never feel like he's losing feelings for a damn second.

I was promised a beautiful romance since I could read, im getting that romance, I don't care how long I have to wait, I don't care how many times I'm gonna get called picky or weird, I'm getting that damn romance.

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I have a bad habit when it comes to falling in love,

I fall in love so unbelievably hard that I end up obsessing, so much so that it could be labeled "yandere tendencies" I guess.

I find them in everything, the music i daydream to, the fanfiction I read, to the very food I eat...

I hate to say it, but i love them so intensely that I have the urge to eat

I want to eat them, cook the meat to perfection with my burning passion, season them with my tears, and serve it with a wine glass of their blood on a candlelit table and sink my teeth into the tender flesh and relish every bite.

But I don't want to hurt them, I don't want them to leave me wanting more either, I just want to love them, but what better way than tearing into their flesh with a lovesick gaze? Cause let's be honest, they won't choose me, no one in their right mind would.