His last word was sorry
to me, he was
So I let it hang there
His last word was sorry
to me, he was
So I let it hang there
I stole your eyes from a stranger The Uber driver had them I shivered and pressed mine tight lest he ask for them back Itβs strange to be in a backseat but also in my bed under you
Travel makes me lonely (and poetic)
Mood
Itβs quite something to see a man overpay for a site to fill the gaping void of his soul and then systematically destroy it, while seemingly believing he is brilliant.
@subfeminist.bsky.social hi fren! ππ»
Fantisizing about pain and penetrationβ¦That intoxicating moment my mind clears and Iβm just a body getting fucked π« π€€
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I really really need someone with a big dick and a kind heart to bully me into cumming.