You Can Find Me At The Crossroads Between Having A Really High Libido And Not Really Liking Anyone Enough

hate when someone asks how are you and you say good how are you and they say "oh not so great" or something. it's always like ohh okay i see we're being honest i thought we were playing pretend. can i have a do-over

i need to bounce on some strap to destress fr

i just really need to know what you taste like

new femme-only 7-11 opened on my street

night . because if it was a good night i would be in her bed whimpering rn

prolonged eye contact and unspoken sexual tension

all i do is yearn and be sleepy

i need to be fucked until i can’t think a single thought