#there is no home. i will never have a home and im not meant to.

[slvttyplum]

choso loved to pamper you after turning you every way but loose and pushing his dick so deep inside of you that it felt like a stomach ache was coming through. his love for you was unconditional, and he was going to make sure to show it every single time, even if that meant pushing you through the mattress multiple times a day.

anything you wanted, he was going to have it in his hands in less than an hour. he loved seeing that beautiful smile on your face; it brought him joy; it made him smile and blush until he was blue in the face. your happiness was everything to him, even if it turned him on.

mhm, ever have a man that loved you so much, so deeply in love with you that even the slightest smile that came across from you made his dick stand at attention like it was in the army? of course, it shocked you at first, seeing that every time he did something for you, when you went to give him a kiss or hug, his dick would be pressing against you very harshly.

he wasn't even embarrassed; if anything, it turned him on to know that you knew that his dick was hard for you and only you and that the dick that was pressing against his pants was calling for you. a lovely gesture being brought to your attention, you never minded it, because it made you want to fuck him more and make him. whimpering mess, just so the cycle could repeat.

the same thing happened a few times a week, even more if the both of you were lucky. choso would fuck you until your vision was blurry and you could barely walk on your own, then come back into the room with little gifts.

he would surprise you with little things, like the bracelet you were eyeing in the window, breakfast in bed, or walking into the bathroom a few minutes later to a warm bath with wine—little things like that. this was a terrifying surprise when the both of you started to date. no partner of three months wants to come home to a cartier bracelet from their boyfriend. that was until he practically forced you into receiving these things.

"look at me… you deserve the best and only the best. im doing this because i love you." that's all you had to say, and you took anything he gave and did for you with open arms. how could you not accept the things he was giving to you, on his own accord as well, it was sexy to have him slide into your legs one minute, eating you out so good that you were squirting and having an anklet with his initials on it dangling over his shoulder the next.

this was a new feeling for you that couldn't be described—the high you were on when he was thrusting inside of you and pressing the tip of his wet dick against your sweet spot just to get a high again once you climbed down from your previous one when he had a full platter of food on a plate for you to eat.

he kept you on your toes, and you loved that shit, no one was doing it like him. choso was all the things you wanted in a man and more, and you were all the things he wanted in his partner, you made him cum happy and content, just the thought of you having him finish in his pants, no seriously, he came in his pants more times than you could count on your hands.

he wanted you to live your life with ease and in the best way you could with him by your side, even if that meant making you uncomfortable for a little, just to see you smile and be happy for the rest of his days.

[rabidblasphemy]

I wish i could explain to anyone the places i have been but im so tired and no one would care. So many places and so many ways for things to go and i want to run so bad.

[kuroshika]

what do you mean you can't see how cannibalism is the purest form of obsession and devotion??? that love is all about mutual consumption??? that you can love without obsession but you can't obsess without love???

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

things from The Halloween Update that are concerning me more than i already am about Eddie:

his Frankenstein's Monster costume turning his face (and hands. ha, hands, like the hands on a-) half yellow half blue/purple like the clocks & Sally's door. that's fucking me up a little ngl

Eddie tacks "A bit of a moral conundrum-" onto his description of Frankenstein's Monster, who he's costumed as. which seems out of place with the rest of his description. he could've said "bolts" or "white streak in his hair" or another physical trait. nope. Moral Conundrum (one could also describe his costume as "two-faced"...). and the fact that he's dressed specifically as someone who was "brought back from the dead" makes me 👁️👁️. kinda reminds me of a certain set of artworks from Clown's tumblr a while back...

Eddie, despite his whole schtick being "bad memory", was the only one to accurately recognize Sally's costume as pedrolino from the Commedia dell'arte. could be a little 'inside joke', might be something else. i suspect it's something else due to his... ah... Everything.

[bunnihearted]

i've also realized that there is no therapy that can fix what's broken inside of me

[yamikawaii]

something something kill myself

[clits-and-clips]

Didn't wake up bawling my eyes out today so that's a plus

[munamania]

i dont wanna be a dick and act like i have no responsibility in this but after a point dont u think if all you ever say to ur friend is Omg you never make it out why dont you ever come out with us you bail all the time youre such a flake etc. dont u think that person (me) is like. not gonna feel so inclined to. be there

[odysseys-blood]

the zionist idea of absolutely needing to have a "home country" to "return" to has always baffled me as a black person.

[jenna-louise-jamie]

having to write cover letters to apply for retail jobs is so ghoulish. i actually don't want to work at your stupid company, i want to be able to live and you won't even pay me enough to do that.

[sphylor]

(preface this by saying im too scared to do anything) i wish i could fucking kill myself

[hella1975]

i really need to take my acrylics off today but at the same time i can think of literally nothing worse

[pepprs]

last few hours in boston :(

[bunnihearted]

🐰🌧️

[artanogon]

beginning to wonder if i should take the kind of approach to life where instead of trying to tamp down the crazy i decide to be crazy anyways. but it's the sexy kind of crazy where i'm wild and free and authentic and too much to handle and i do reckless things like jump out of planes and wrestle my friends in the street and learn how to yell again and associate yelling with joy. like maybe i'm gonna be mental but i'm gonna turn my anger into driving reckless and throwing myself into romantic relationships and kissing whoever and learning how to fistfight and pushing pushing pushing. maybe im a hurricane. but maybe some people love me for that hurricane

[amatres]

i'm going to make a hawke whose character arc is so not resolved by the end of da2