feral animal

of course she has "doe eyes" what else would she have. look at her. she's literally just a baby deer. just a tiny little fawn. now she's whimpering because she's so small and confused. you can see it in her eyes. which are doe eyes because that's what she is.

Had a dream last night that i was a knight and this bigger scarier knight had me on the ground and right before he swung his sword at my neck he said smth like "i mourn the loss of life for the tree who will become your coffin" which shouldnt of turned me on like it did but alas

btw being excessively nonconfrontational is NOT a positive trait. it does not mean u are “too nice” or just too kind to hurt people, it means u have a problem communicating and you need to work on it.

There are people in the notes saying that the alternative reason is that they’re doing it because of trauma and i gotta say that

1) same. I did have this same problem and reason for doing it.

2) this is not actually an alternate reason. You guys also have a problem communicating and while you can trace exactly WHY you have trouble communicating that doesn’t mean it’s okay to treat everyone like they’re potentially your former abuser and that you DO still need to work on this.

‘This behavior comes from trauma’ and ‘This behavior is harmful to you, to others and to your relationships with others’ are two truths that can co-exist, and that do co-exist quite frequently.

this might be bad but i think my truest desire rn is to have uncomfortable affectionless sex with a man twice my age

one day you find me in the forest. I hear you snap on a twig and I bolt away, but you're faster, strong legs pumping and catching up with my scrawny knock-kneed run in seconds. you tackle me down onto the ground, my legs kicking and flailing out desperately. it's supposed to be a catch and release, a simple tag in my ear and return to the wild-- lowering the risk of human socialization as much as possible. but when you feel my prey heart beating up against yours, lock your sure steady eyes against my tear streaked doe face, you thrust into me at the same time the needle pierces my ear, sticking the tag in. i bleat out, almost screaming, watching the birds fly from the tree tops. you leave me on the forest floor, stunned and shaking and paralyzed in fear.

a couple months later, you're driving your truck along the highway and see me at the overpass, bending down at the grass. i give you that same terrified, stunned look, and you slow down, let me think you're going to stop. my legs lock and you see my ribcage stop moving. the cicadas stop humming. the wind stops blowing. you just laugh and keep on driving.

they should invent dry humping that happens to me

"the real punishment doesn't begin until you beg for this to stop"

Hey buddy, how was scho- aw son, what's wrong? Rough day? I'm sorry baby. Do you need special time with dad? Yeah, thought you might. Here lemme help you out of your shorts. C'mon champ, left leg, right leg, there we go... climb onto my lap. Careful, careful, don't slip. Just like that, nuzzle in close. Hide your face in papa's neck shoulder. Don't sink down too fast! You know you aren't big enough to take it like that, ease yourself down. Don't hide your sounds kiddo, dad has you. Fuck- sorry, know you don't like when I swear, your little cunt is just so tight. That's it baby, that's it, bounce on it like I bounce you on my knee. Let it out son, let it all out, you're safe with dad

New blog same dad