Older woman at the bar who slips a roofie into your drink right in front of you while you watch, then presses the drink into your hand and clinks her own glass against it, saying "cheers, drink up!"
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Older woman at the bar who slips a roofie into your drink right in front of you while you watch, then presses the drink into your hand and clinks her own glass against it, saying "cheers, drink up!"
this is basically becoming a vent account that i sometimes post porn on lmao
pieces of myself together sooner, rather than later.
itβs also a part of forcing me to mentally figure out how to reconcile my experiences with rape and the fact that i am very much a fan of noncon. like, so so much. it made me feel really uncomfortable and kind of sick and self-loathing to think about for a long time, and iβd like to slot those
and i think making dumb jokes about it is part of that. forcing myself to acknowledge it.
to look back on and say, βwow, that was fucked upβ. i didnβt even remember any of it until a year or two after. even calling it rape - even though i know, consciously, it very much so was - feels extremely uncomfortable and whiny. which is dumb! and unhealthy! and iβm trying to unlearn that a bit,
if i may be vulnerable for a moment here: talking about my rape at all, let alone cracking jokes about it, still feels really really weird and uncomfortable. i donβt know *how* to talk about it, i suppose? i thought for a long time that it didnβt really impact me at all, beyond just being something
you are allowed to laugh at this
i just think it would have been a more enjoyable experience, that way
thought experiment: if my rapist was a busty milf instead of a really gross dude would i have more or fewer complexes about it
Pokemon Black 2 battle text box that says "COCKJUICER was subjected to torment!" I didn't name this pokemon okay
crying adds 10 sex points. which isnβt enough to turn the tides on its own, but it helps
iβm normal and have normal thoughts and normal experienced
sex is about having horrible things done to you and feeling guilty and scared of how easy it is for them to do that to you and how much you like it. and the more guilty and scared you are the more sex it is.
put a cigarette out on my thigh for a girl tonight
and, like, unwilling is obviously always hotter imo. but you get the point
vore is kinda the platonic ideal of suicide, if you think about it. not only is your death guaranteed to bring at least one other person pleasure, but you donβt even inconvenience them by leaving a body behind
just... picture this scene except shenzi is a MILF holding a gun and timon is a chronically online amazonbasics trans girl who no one would miss in a puddle of tears on the floor
look i didnβt mean to become a box-dyed-hair-cheap-pleated-skirt-fishnet-stockings tgirl, itβs just. itβs goth night at my house, and other girl clothes are kinda expensive, so,
put a cigarette out on my thigh for a girl tonight
should i kill myself
βyou would be the craziest cuckβ - my friend whos girlfriend iβm helping get on estrogen just now
i think begging pathetically for your life in front of a woman who is clearly getting off on seeing you break down in the face of your death is one of the hottest things you can do
i think itβs good when women call me names and beat me up and use me for their pleasure (both sexual and sadistic and both) and . yeah
yea .
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well. no, i wouldn't really describe myself as a "dumb, slutty little rapebait preything", and, i don't really think that kind of language is appropriate, but if you. uhm. if you really think that about me, then,
it can be hard, dealing with complicated feelings after betraying and devouring someone who put her trust into you wholeheartedly.
luckily, youβre a stress eater :)
itβs my fault you feel so guilty. because i cried like that. because i told you iβd forgive you still if you just stop. if you let me go. itβs my fucking fault you feel like thereβs a hole opening in your stomach. i did this to you.
almost made some post like βitβs moral to do whatever you want to a bunny girlβ, but then i thought more, and, no, you SHOULD feel bad for what you do to me. you should feel guilt eat away at your insides, caustic and burning and agonizing.
and then you should do it anyway. harder.