I Love The Idea Of Being Strung Up On Someone's Ceiling Within A Web Of Rope, Unable To Move Yet Proudly

what if we explored each other’s bodies [not sex] [i open your ribcage up and start messing around in that thang]

need a full body massage a margarita 400mg of ibuprofen a plate of brownies at least an hour in a jacuzzi and 20,000 dollars cash

here’s what so many ppl misunderstand about the psychology of certain brats. not all brats, but a lot of us.

we don’t brat because we’re better, cooler, tougher, harder, or more fun than all you sweet good obedient little subs.

we brat because we also want to be sweet good obedient little subs—we just don’t know how to release control like you do.

sometimes it’s bc we’ve been conditioned to believe that submission is weak. other times it’s bc we’ve been conditioned to believe that we don’t deserve to receive pleasure, or attention, or dominance from another. sometimes we don’t believe our submission is desirable enough to offer it.

so we fight, and tease, and sass, and deny—until someone breaks us down and proves to us that our submission is wanted. needed, even. until someone shows us we can still be safe if we aren’t in control. until someone shows us that losing our control ≠ giving up our power. until someone shows us that we deserve the chance to be good too. just as good as you<3

can we please PLEASE attack each other with knives and hammers and fists and canes and halberds and swords and pitchforks and cannons and batons and chains and dynamite and maces and scythes and bulldozers and falling equipment and pikes

I just want to be fucked like a filthy whore and then babied like I’m the most precious thing in the world

Can confirm that is also me

that shy and sorta antisocial boy you knew five years ago is now a girl who won’t stop talking and smiling.

The girlies are feeling a certain kinda way tonight I see

"you smell good" okay now bite me and tell me I taste good

I need to join a polycule as their pet