tbh i am that bitch™ that is so whipped it’s not even funny. like buying you things you said you wanted in casual conversation?? done. knowing your coffee order right down to how much of each syrup you want?? got it for u. giving u head when i can tell that you are in a bit of a bad mood? absolutely. when i love you i will spoil the shit out of you and push you to chase your dreams every day so moral of the story is get u a girl like me.
1. push yourself to get up before the rest of the world - start with 7am, then 6am, then 5:30am. go to the nearest hill with a big coat and a scarf and watch the sun rise. 2. push yourself to fall asleep earlier - start with 11pm, then 10pm, then 9pm. wake up in the morning feeling re-energized and comfortable. 3. get into the habit of cooking yourself a beautiful breakfast. fry tomatoes and mushrooms in real butter and garlic, fry an egg, slice up a fresh avocado and squirt way too much lemon on it. sit and eat it and do nothing else. 4. stretch. start by reaching for the sky as hard as you can, then trying to touch your toes. roll your head. stretch your fingers. stretch everything. 5. buy a 1L water bottle. start with pushing yourself to drink the whole thing in a day, then try drinking it twice. 6. buy a beautiful diary and a beautiful black pen. write down everything you do, including dinner dates, appointments, assignments, coffees, what you need to do that day. no detail is too small. 7. strip your bed of your sheets and empty your underwear draw into the washing machine. put a massive scoop of scented fabric softener in there and wash. make your bed in full. 8. organise your room. fold all your clothes (and bag what you don’t want), clean your mirror, your laptop, vacuum the floor. light a beautiful candle. 9. have a luxurious shower with your favourite music playing. wash your hair, scrub your body, brush your teeth. lather your whole body in moisturiser, get familiar with the part between your toes, your inner thighs, the back of your neck. 10. push yourself to go for a walk. take your headphones, go to the beach and walk. smile at strangers walking the other way and be surprised how many smile back. bring your dog and observe the dog’s behaviour. realise you can learn from your dog. 11. message old friends with personal jokes. reminisce. suggest a catch up soon, even if you don’t follow through. push yourself to follow through. 13. think long and hard about what interests you. crime? sex? boarding school? long-forgotten romance etiquette? find a book about it and read it. there is a book about literally everything. 14. become the person you would ideally fall in love with. let cars merge into your lane when driving. pay double for parking tickets and leave a second one in the machine. stick your tongue out at babies. compliment people on their cute clothes. challenge yourself to not ridicule anyone for a whole day. then two. then a week. walk with a straight posture. look people in the eye. ask people about their story. talk to acquaintances so they become friends. 15. lie in the sunshine. daydream about the life you would lead if failure wasn’t a thing. open your eyes. take small steps to make it happen for you.
I’ve been playing the mind fuck game for a lot of years. One of the most terrible and effective ways to do it is to make it appear thoughtless. Here let me push this button good and hard to make sure you know I am fucking with it. Then when you are losing your mind and getting desperate, I will reverse course and push the same button from the opposite direction. Example:
If you are very proud of your intelligence, I will make you tell me in detail why being here, naked and at the mercy of a sexual sadist is stupid. You know it is. You already hurt. You are afraid. Now I push this button with intent. As soon as you are sobbing from that mess, I will turn it around by making you explain why you are smart enough for me to even bother with, justifying your own worth to be raped.
And the cherry on top? I know you are also proud of your body and work very hard to be lean and strong. So I poke your tummy or grab your inner thigh or tricep (every one has something) and say, “You are so smart. Why don’t you take better care of yourself?” Delivered as an afterthought, casually, it stings so much more, because I’ve just invalidated any possibility of being smart and all of her work on fitness in one sentence.
This entire scenario is crude because it’s an example. Almost all women have body insecurity. I tend not to go after body insecurities because they are low hanging fruit. It sounds like an ass hole boyfriend. Unlike an ass hole boyfriend, I’m doing it with consent.
There needs to be more artistic sadists in this world.
Force me into little space just so you can violate me as I play innocent
Force your hand up my skirt as I try to push you away
Hold me down with your body as you push your fingers inside me
Force me into little space just so you can violate me as I play innocent
Force your hand up my skirt as I try to push you away
Hold me down with your body as you push your fingers inside me
Dear future daddy,
I’m gunna be bratty. And sassy. I will obviously show you the utmost respect and obey and be a good girl, but I’m also going to be a brat sometimes. I will be sassy, and I hope you’ll think it’s cute. At least until you’ve had enough and then you either drag me over your lap or push me against a wall and get very close to my ear and say “Daddy’s had enough now, little girl.” …that’s when I melt.
My mind scares me sometimes. She craves the dark. She’s a luring, hungry, insatiable part of me that creeps and crawls into the worst parts of my imagination and smiles on herself when she sees that I am attracted to the twisted thoughts that she gives me.
I’ve tried to push it away for my whole life. I’ve tried to bottle up the cravings and the dark fantasies, and for a time I even looked to religion to give me a reprieve. I thought that surely I would be sent to hell for even thinking about these things.
But this only helped for a little while. Eventually my twisted mind escaped the bottle that I put it in. Eventually she crept back into my consciousness again. It was always at night. It’s almost like she is attracted to the darkness just as much as I am attracted to her. Little by little. Bit by bit. I let her in. I let her comfort me. I embraced her and let her become a part of who I am. She has lulled me to sleep ever since.
I’m glad to be here right now, poking at my threshold. I want to get more comfortable being uncomfortable. I want to get more confident being uncertain. I don’t want to shrink back just because something isn’t easy. I want to push back, and make more room in the area between I can’t and I can. Maybe that spot is called I will.
take me laser tagging and then push me into a corner and kiss me. then shoot me and walk away.
I need a strong man. A man who can push me up against a wall and make me feel like I’m the only thing he needs. Give me foreplay that lasts for an hour, or more. I don’t want to just want someone inside me. I want to feel like a man inside of me is something I desperately need. Even when you think I’m ready, draw it out and make me beg for sex. & when we finally do have sex, slow things down and let me feel every inch of it.
nickmaniwa
nickmaniwa
Even after 10 years together & 5 married, I’m still so in love with @jessbeesknees. Now with two babies in the mix & a cat. Perfect little family.
That said, any ladies trying to help me ring in my dirty 30 in right on 9/3? 😂
