“These are stills from a video you will never see,” in my head it’s just a rush of emotion, I have no script to follow. I’ve been having sadistic daydreams lately. I want to suffer for you. I want to show you how much I can suffer. I want it to irk you. I want it to unnerve you. I want it to scare you, just a little. I want you to beat me for all of the wrong reasons. Break me. Again. We both fucking love it this way. Crush me and then pick up my pieces. It’s all so bitter-sweet. No. Salty. Salty like tears and cum and our sweat that soaks the sheets. I’m so fucking thirsty.
