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I’m so sick of the mental gymnastics. The fakeness is giving me a headache. I do not understand this unspoken language and it’s what gets me in trouble. I can’t decipher the code nor should I be forced to be.

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I just wanna be a spooky slut 🖤

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Venmo me @lifeofjj & DM me for my hottest pics! I’ve got a fat ass, thick thighs, big tits, and pretty feet 🍑 🍒 💦 🦶🏻

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Who wants to see my feet?

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Getting a little tipsy & watching old movies ♥️

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Spring/Summer plans

a concept: me, you, at an aquarium holding hands and looking at sea turtles

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Who wants feet pics?

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Umm so I really hate taking my lamictal. My psychiatrist never expressly told me I have Bipolar 2, but that is what lamictal is for. I’d much rather know exactly what’s going on with my brain so I can better understand myself. Lately I’ve been taking just my seroquel & I feel way better. I’m not so irritable, my anxiety is pretty chill, and my inverted pendulum is calm. I had a brain scan to specifically find the meds right for my brain chemistry. But my meds aren’t fucking working right together anymore. It’s frustrating, but I’m thankful I found something that works for now.

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Daddy fucked me so good today. 3 hours of bombass lesbian sex. Great workout too! God I love you, baby @dezemmi <3

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Ringing in the new year by getting down & dirty with my fiancée. I love being Daddy’s dirty little slut @dezemmi

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No furniture was harmed in the making of this love - Dez Emmi

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Affirmations for Trauma Survivors

I am worthy, as I am. And I always have been and always will be. 

My trauma and feelings are valid.

I am enough no matter where I am in my healing process.

I am not weak for having feelings, or struggling. 

I can get through this. I can heal. I won’t give up.

I didn’t deserve any of it. It wasn’t my fault. 

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Trauma Imposter Syndrome: 

This is when we think that what we went through wasn’t enough to be traumatized because it “wasn’t that bad” or “others had it worse.” 

There are many reasons this may occur, and they are not all listed here. 

I have written a more detailed blog post about trauma imposter syndrome that you can read here. 

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Aww my baby is so sweet 🥰😍😘♥️

Just thought I’d leave this here for a special someone to read 😉 You know who you are.

My love, life before you for me was like trying to balance on a piece of wood in a motionless lake, I was stuck in a place in life where I thought I’d never get unstuck from; as much as I tried to make waves that would push me ashore I couldn’t. But then you came along with your stunning brown eyes, your beautiful smile, your wonderful laugh, your amazing thoughts, your kind heart and your intelligent mind. You made waves that were so big in the lake that my piece of wood sailed across all the way to shore. When I finally was able to touch solid ground again you were there waiting at the water’s edge for me. Not only did you attempt to help me escape the middle of this giant wobbly prison in which I was stranded but you succeeded in making waves so big (the biggest I’ve ever seen whereas others only made ripples and decided to give up). Then not only that but you stayed by the shore until I reached it safely. When we finally met eyes for the first time I knew in my heart that you were something special and I was right. You are the most extraordinary person I’ve ever met. After looking back at my lonely prison and seeing how strong I had become for enduring it for so long I looked back at you and smiled, noticing that just ahead there was a path. We both saw some obstacles ahead but nevertheless we took each other hand in hand and started walking down that path, together. Since then it has been three incredible years of adventure after adventure with you. Yes, there have been fun times and scary times while walking the path of life together. There have been rough terrain and weather that’s crossed our paths, but through it all we’ve stayed strong, honest, and with our hands held tight. Sure there may have been a time or two where our hands have almost slipped apart but through thick and thin our bond remains strong and we hold on with all our strength. It’s a wonderful feeling to know that I get to walk the paths that life has to offer with my best friend and person I love most in this world. You were my knight in shining leggings that first day and it’s been history ever since then. It’s a history that I hope to share with loved ones in the future. We truly have our own version of Shakespearean love and that makes me so very happy. I would most literally give my life to save yours no questions asked. For you my love I would walk on my hands and knees through the deepest depths of hell just to make sure you were happy, loved, and taken care of. Thank you for coming into my life that summer day. I am truly grateful it’s you! For I wouldn’t want anyone else to have my heart. I love you Always + Forever. No matter what.

-Desi ♥️ XOXOXO

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I busted my ass leaving Buca di Beppo’s this evening with my gf. My right knee & both ankles hurt. Plus the food was ass 😭

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Fuck I need to cum so badly… please cum all over me, Daddy. I need your honey cum, your sweet nectar, your tart cherry. Let me sit on your face as you eat me out, hips rolling.