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It's a good thing we're getting all this talking in now because when I see them next, I won't be able to keep my lips off those boys

He/Him/His but it's actually just

How much HE is on my mind

How much I want HIM

How lucky I am to be HIS

I am a simp.

-Fearing that people will get sick of you forgetting them or things about them, thinking you don't care about them
-Actually forgetting people, remembering years later, but having too much guilt to reach out again
-I don't know IRS, DID I have a job this past year? Perhaps. You tell me

-Knowing this and wondering what else you lost that you don't know about
-Knowing this and begging, pleading on your hands and knees to please please please let you remember this moment and clawing at it with a death grip and holding back tears from pure fear that you'll lose this one too
Cont. 🧵

-Entire destruction of the soul when someone tells you a pure and wonderful core memory with you and this is the first you're hearing of it, let alone being there and part of it
-Knowing this and craving those memories back as if they were childrens stories told to you
Cont. 🧵

Having memory issues is a truly underrated nerf from god.

-Can't remember how to try and fix it.
-Can't recall any information or progress you've had, if any
-Can't remember if you've told someone you have memory issues and don't mean it
-Can't remember people even if you love them
Cont. 🧵

The conflict of craving to blindfold him but carnally needing to see those eyes...

Now make it double and put both of them in another state. 🫠

Forget feeling lucky that the two men I love also love each other. It's toxic of me to risk them. I can't gamble with who I love anymore. I should consider myself lucky that they have each other to love and they don't fucking need me. They were happy before me, they didn't need me then.

I should stay away from them because they're everything I want, because they consume my entire world and they're both so perfect. I should protect them and let them live blissful lives. That can't happen with me around hurting them.

I don't care anymore that they're everything I want. I don't care that they consume my entire world and they're both so perfect to me. I considered myself lucky that the two men I loved also loved each other. All of this is reasons to KEEP AWAY FROM THEM!!

I never ever should have trusted myself. I never should have risked them for this. They mean everything to me and I'm treating them like part of my fucking experimental treatments.

What is wrong with me? In the most literal sense, I'm willing to risk the people I love most and their emotional and mental well-being on "seeing if I can do it" really??? Their safety is that fucking low to me? I'm so disgustingly selfish it's obscene

I know it would be selfish of me to try again, why would I ever think I could give myself some sort of humility to make mistakes or not be good enough yet when there are other people involved

Why does my therapist have to do me like this

It's one of those drunk nights again where I'm actually mourning myself all over again

How do you tell people that for your next gift, you just want money toward a limited edition collection of sex toys? That you won't actually use, you just want to have them. Good thing I don't get gifts but damn can I really spend $225 on a decorative dildo and butt plug?

I ordered a pizza with a heavy topping of men moaning in my ear! WHERE ARE THE MOANS!

Feeling horny at work and not being able to do anything about it sucks, but I'm trying to still find something productive about it. Time to find songs add to my horny sex playlist!

Wrong! These are just talking about sex, no sexy guitar, no moaning, nothing!

Boys boys boys men boys twinks boys subs aaaa

Why must I be at work

I'm so FUCKING AGGRESSIVELY HORNY AAAAAAAAAAA

I am a disgusting man with too much power

Ain't nobody jingling my bells this Christmas and I think that's offensive. All of you should be ashamed.

Once I live alone, it's all over for you bitches. My sluttiness will only grow tenfold. You have a month, weaklings.

Thooth babe, tha thampire fangs thay on thuring thex.

Tell me your worst "hear me out", winner gets a bj

What does sex smell like to you? If someone "smells like sex" what is that

a man wearing a black jacket with the word wang li on the back ALT: a man wearing a black jacket with the word wang li on the back

WHY AM I LIKE THIS

Do you ever have your own pet peeves and just piss yourself off into such uncontrollable rage that you feel like your chest is gonna explode? Nah? Just me? Aight.

Conspiracy theory: Zucc knows about my whorish crimes and mocks me for it. Evidence? I have had no interaction with this dude outside of Grindr and going to his place, didn't even know his name but he's all over my "people you may know"

How do you know that I know him, Zucc? Hm? Explain yourself.