Best Friends Forever.
best friends forever.
what's with the ribbing? what don't i want other people thinking? real cold, curly. not something a best friend would assume about their other half.
– ✘
we are best friends, jimmy.
but last i remember, you were utterly terrified of people even daring to think i was better than you.
which i always thought was ridiculous. we’ve always been on equal footing.
i am not cold.
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i’m so deeply curious about this anon…
small world, huh, captain? 'm sure you could connect the dots. use that pretty head of yers.
...looks like you've picked up after yourself these days. wonder if you're still as easy as you used to be.
– ✘
easy? what ever do you mean? “picked up after myself”? connect the dots?
oh, now i’m more curious then ever.
nsfw. tw.
please, please, please.
i need you to tell me how to do it. how to get off. i can’t..i can’t do anything unless you’re telling me how.
i need to give up control, let myself be a little braindead, let myself be truly yours, in every sense of the word.
mark me up, from the inside and the outside. i want to be nothing but a myriad of purples and blues and swollen reds, nothing but a walking show of your affection.
i’d let you call me the nastiest, most vile names. i’d let you use me whenever you want…i’m made for your pleasure. i’d let you use me whenever…please do. that’s how i know you enjoy having me around.
i woke up like this, and it’s awful. i feel squirmy and pathetic and disgusting. i feel like someone’s abandoned puppy, wandering the streets, waiting for be picked up by some kind soul…
i’ll be so, so good for you. the perfect dog. just please, keep me around? don’t toss me to the side once you’re done with me…
you're sweet when you cry, captain. glowing, even.
– ✘
sweet? glowing?
i’m not crying. at least, not anymore
you must be imagining things.
I just want to be soft
Why am I so angry, so harsh, so violent, so destroying.
It’s unfair
i wonder where the “x” anon is…
nsfw.
make me wear one of those pretty, girly underwear pairs, and the plug. make me walk around the house, doing my chores, every movement jostling me from the inside, soaking through the pretty lace…
Its ok to make me cry.. Im just not used to feeling special like this... but the more i talk to you the worse my feeling get.. -⛓
would you rather stop talking?
i’m still so intrigued to know exactly who you are.
but you are special. everyone is, in their own way. every single person is special and worthy of love.
