"I hope the scar never heals" oh you're so fucked

You know your girl's a keeper when you show her what you're going to carve into her thigh and she says "c-can you add your name, too?"

ohhhhhhhhhh i just remembered im a sick twisted pervert. thats right

sudden urge to read to read "i bet on losing dolls." by Maggie so im going to do that rn for absolutely no reason in particular whatsoever

Blood dripping down its delicate contours as each pulse of my victorious orgasm presses against the tight walls of my personal throat-princess onahole

Welding a broken princess' tiara around her neck so she can feel the filigree of her former glory digging into her flesh every time I fuck her throat

contrary to Her name The Evil Rapist Pervert Serial Killer is also the kindest and sweetest person you will ever meet

how it feels to make friends in this community

im something of a Star Pupil Submissive

just remembered and realized i called Sophelia Mom for the first time for maybe the most specific and freudian reason in my entire life and im not sure how to take this

A test subject is a kind of daughter.

One of my favorite things about Sophelia is that I never have to worry if I said something wrong with Her because if I did She will yell at me and talk down to me for it which is nauseatingly hot

In this house we stand for the flag, kneel for the cross, hump the boot and throat the gun

okay i acted like i wasnt anymore but yes im still addicted to Her perfume okay

Another three comforted and pleasured themselves to idols of their Mother-Goddess, a sixth prepared a beautiful gift Work is trying, but the invisible strings connecting my girls to my fingers ground me The world conforms to my needs I love my life.

I wake up to the dog - the one that used to be my wife - licking my face I don the black uniform, leather boots, and psychoactive perfume My information network delivers its daily reports, which I read in the car while my hound chauffeurs me to the office: two women dreamed of me last night

bratz​.com return policy. could describe many of u.

Stress from a lot of different areas in my life has been getting me down pretty bad lately but thankfully I have both an extremely kind support network of loved ones AND .... my Sophelia visit is THIS MONTH...... so I have a lot of good going for me at least.

Blindfolded and bound, your sister is suspended above you, as you are made to kneel below her. You look up to see that her broken left wing has ceased twitching. It just hangs there, limply. You hope this means she is hurting less, now. The Witch paces in front of the two Angels sent to kill her.

I saw a shooting star last night for the first time in maybe forever last night and I can't stop thinking about it

......,,,,,,,,,,,,,,good dolls don't fret over silly little things

Good dolls don't fret over silly little things like life and death it's what they deserve Why look at me, like that when my word is law and my hands are the tools that made you this way? Hush now, just serve just bend, just break just let me inside because, after all This is what you're made for.

Good dolls don't fret over silly little things like fear or hurt or skin black and blue Why worry at all? When you can't consent but you can't say 'no' and you can't fight back? A doll doesn't need to say 'yes' to assent or confirm its body will speak in the absence of words

Good dolls don't fret over silly little things like right and wrong or want, want not Why think at all? When your key is wound and your arms are strung and your legs can't run? A doll does not need or fear, or hide a doll only takes what real people give

t4t date prep

are things hard? is life boring? do you need a fresh dose of novelty in your daily routine? try dating your mom

Good morning, Sir! Black tea, steeped to perfection and still hot I have Your injection supplies here - just sit back and relax and let Your loyal service pet take care of everything for You Would You like Your feet massaged while I'm down here? Sir shouldn't be stressed, let me take care of You

I think having a home media server is like maybe one of the most attractive things a person can do especially if it's custom in any way.

“And what is it that you need me to do for you?”, She asks, breaking awkward silence. You open your mouth to answer, but only desperate little sobs come out. “Oh. Oh, honey.” Your friend, the Witch, knows pain when she sees it. She knows you’re in a lot of it. And you know She can take it all away.

Those same arms that hold me down - they also hold me up when I need them to. That mouth full of predator-teeth, made to dig into unwilling prey - it also has a tongue to speak words of love and care and wisdom. And lips to plant a warming, healing kiss on my forehead.