u/throwawayyy_l

i know im fucked up, and so do you. i wish my fucked up manifested in a more waif-ish way. i see girls compare themselves to little bunnies, fawns, swans while their bad men are represented by hungry wolves. i know i’m waiting to consumed, just like these little creatures are, but do you know what you’ll get when you catch me?

i have claws that i want need to mark you with. my teeth are waiting to bite. i feel hands all over my brain and body, and i need you to feel it too…can’t you feel it? you will. i got you where i want you, you’re deader than ever.

🪷: I’m tired :) lyric is from a Lana del Rey song.
limits: degradation, misogyny, cnc, scat, piss, men asking if im “actually” 18, illegality

the hotel window reflects back a sight of myself i’ve never seen before. I see myself nuzzling into his touch in an act of absolute surrender. my blouse is being lifted up oh so gently, revealing the frilly lace thing I bought just for him, just for this night. i keep asking myself if i want what i know will happen. It doesn’t matter, because no matter how hard i’m trying to answer the question in my head, i’m already being pulled into his lap. i barely get to glimpse at the pretty city lights before he tucks my face into his shoulder. his thigh slots right between my legs. he presses at just the right spot. it was like someone took a knife, edgy and dull, and took a piece of me i’ll never get back.

that night i go home crying. i go back for more the next night. 

🪷: two song references in one, you could say “im on fire” wink wink. limits: degradation, misogyny, cnc, scat, piss, men asking if im “actually” 18, illegality

i woke up to unbearable humidity this morning. it’s uncomfortable to sleep under the covers in the summertime.

there’s no real concrete structure to my days anymore now that the semester is over. all I have is a job that doesn’t do enough to fully occupy my mind. so naturally, in this heat, the mind wanders. sometimes it goes to foggy memories (or bad dreams, i can’t confirm) where a smaller version of myself is trying to wriggle my way out from under the covers while someone tries to force me still.

something about the heat and the darkness these days just claws at me until I’m full of desperation. it’s beginning to surpass sexual desire, it turns into wanting someone to want me, to fucking like me. so, i fall into strangers and take it on my knees just like a thousand times before.

i know it pushes you away.

tell me i’m a good girl anyways.

🪷: did you catch the lyric in this one? a thank you to my proofreader <3
18f & limits: degradation, misogyny, cnc, scat, piss, men asking if im “actually” 18, illegality

every night I go to sleep regretting the things I did and said. I tell myself it’s the last time. the last guy I’ll say icky things to. underneath the covers, i discover that I can’t really tell if the throbbing is coming from my mind or my lower half.

i wonder if it would it be better if i liked it rougher. if i begged to be treated like shit. but that’s not who i am. i want to be babied, pet, praised, wanted.

can you sense it? can you smell the sweet rot underneath my words? do you like it? would you stay anyways?

you’re too much of a good man to initiate the comfort i actually want from you. maybe you’re different. you might just be good for me.

please

come and feed me scraps.

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not my best, but what can a girl do? no song reference here, sorry!

18f & limits: degradation, misogyny, cnc, scat, piss, men asking if im “actually” 18, illegality

you’re such a nice man.

seriously! you really are such a sweet guy. you probably have a steady job. when you introduce yourself to people you say something along the lines of “i’ll spare you the boring details”, and you mean it. you’re considerate. you’re probably funny and pride yourself in hearing people laugh at your jokes.

and you’re on places like…this.

maybe you’ve never really talked with someone about what you like. your girlfriend or wife or flings aren’t aware of some of these more primal urges that you just can’t get out of your head. in fact, you probably rarely interact more than you “need” to on these places. you lurk, but you never allow yourself to really fall into it. your body swells with guilt after you cum. you keep telling yourself this is the last time you go on those subreddits. it’s hard to reconcile with those two versions of yourself, right? such a nice guy getting off to…well, you know your search history better than i do.

but i know you. you’re sweet even in your little sick thoughts. it’s okay, i promise. it really isn’t bad. you can’t help it! i know it must be so hard to be consumed by this. maybe you haven’t even messaged anyone on here yet despite being a frequent visitor. let this little girl be your comfort <3

im waiting.
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are you annoyed of me and my schizoposting yet?
like most things I do, this was inspired by a song. “spit” by show me the body and princess nokia. great song for little girls like me.

18f limits: degradation, misogyny, cnc, scat, piss,aggression, men asking if im “actually” 18, illegality, pushy people…I’m sorry if I miss your message.

you know how young i am. you know that underneath all the words I use that I think are big and impressive, this capable young lady persona, my sarcasm, i want you. i need you. you don’t know what it is yet exactly, but there’s something only you can give me.

but there’s something stopping you. is it guilt? do you feel for whatever you sense i’ve gone through? i just know you’re aching to share it with me, to tell me all the sick little things you can only tell girls like me in places like these. won’t you come be a good daddy and reveal yourself to me? it’s killing me to think someone else might hear it before i do. don’t you know i want to be needed too?

come out and haunt me, i know you want me.
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did you catch the reference?
I can’t really find a flair that describes what exactly my posts are, but if they’re unwelcome I’ll remove them.

18f limits: degradation, cnc, scat, piss,aggression, pushy people…I’m sorry if I miss your message, I have a big girl job that tires me out :)

some nights, deep deep down to the interstices of my sense of being, i feel like there’s something insane about me.

I’m needy, I’m obsessive, I’m too bitter for my own good. something about seeking attention on places like these makes me go from a self-proclaimed independent and capable young lady to a needy little girl who just wants daddy’s attention, on her, only to then again push away that very same attention. I want to be seen as a big girl because that’s all I’ve ever been but I crave that sick sweet niceness from someone much older.

I’m just one of those crazy girls. or maybe a really mundane precocious one.

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did you catch the paramore reference? you get a gold star from me! -> ⭐️

18f limits: degradation, cnc, scat, piss,aggression, pushy people…I’m sorry if I miss your message, I have a big girl job that tires me out :)

you and I both know what we are to each other.

in some dark, twisted, sickly sweet way, you’re more like a father to me than my own has ever been. you call me things that could cause anyone around us to question what exactly our relationship is to each other. but it’s so simple.

you’re my dad. daddy. either or.

you can be so so mean. you can be sickly sweet, murmur I love you and then leave me. then you come back. some days we’re just friends. some days you’re my entire comfort. some days you make me dread seeing your name. you make me feel alive, crazy, stupid, and desperate.

tomorrow you might be consumed by guilt. by my age, by the things you’ve said to me, for the woman in your actual life.

but tonight? tonight you’re all mine. you’re just my daddy. no one else’s.

Happy Father’s Day.

limits: degradation, cnc, scat, piss

are you an older sweet, polite, professional man during the day? you’re possibly late 30’s to early 50’s. maybe you have a steady job, a fixed routine, a girlfriend you love. you’re incredibly kind and sweet. you’re hopefully nerdy. but there’s a guilt deep deep down at your core. you think of things you shouldn’t, things you haven’t told anyone. you lurk on places like this, this is new for you. you’re aching for someone to understand you.

maybe that person can be me :)

send more than your age in your message. be funny!

(note: If you ask me about my “real” age, I’ll assume the worst and block you)
session: 05a3038cc35a91860c90d6139807f2c13f774a96a1f59a2d395c797c30dc49e07f

i still miss my old man :(
ever since we stopped talking I keep looking at our old messages, where he’d call me his kitty, tell me he loved me, and other very sweet lovely stuff. i can’t help but think about the girlfriend he told me he had or the other girls i suspect he was talking to while talking to me. sometimes i feel so very silly when i talk to men online and get so jealous and nervous they’re going to find someone more open, more trusting, dirtier than me. less complicated or less of a bitch. or even worse, someone really normal and appropriate for their age. it feels ridiculous being jealous over men who don’t even care about me.

i miss his sense of humor. i hate how crazy he made me feel sometimes. i miss his wit. i hate how i still think about him.

keep repeating “you oughta know” over and over in my head, is she perverted like me? i hope you come back :(

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limits: degradation, cnc, scat, piss

hello. I’m happy you’re here :)

I love love love phone sex and want an older man to talk to while the house is empty. come say hi.

I don’t RP, just want you to tell me what to do, what you’re thinking about, etc.

limits: rough degradation, cnc, AP

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I have discovered I have a huge thing for older men with nice, smooth, deep voices to tell me how to touch myself over voice calls! let’s see if we’re into the same kinks and maybe send a voice note :)

can’t play at the moment but looking for a consistent partner <3

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this guy in his 50’s used to talk to me and call me his little kitty :)

he was so smart and so creative! he would recommend me music and literature and tell me all about his day. sometimes he’d even tell me he missed me. when I couldn’t sleep because I was scared to sleep in my dorm alone, he would stay on the phone with me. he would be very sweet, then tell me we couldn’t be friends anymore, only to ask me to play a few hours later. he would switch up on me emotionally a lot. despite all the long paragraphs he sent me and his claims that he was “severely empathetic” and “felt everything” I could feel, and then being demanding and mean, I miss him a lot. he’s left me all alone now probably to talk to other people :(

I miss him lots! I still listen to the playlist he made me.

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I’m 18! I don’t like anything rough or mean, I’m new to this so please be nice to me :)

limits: roughness, violence, scat, piss, cnc

I really want to play with a sweet nice daddy who wants to lovebomb and praise his daughter! i used to talk to this man in his 50’s who was super super sweet to me but he’s left me all alone now :(

I like being someone’s kitty. I don’t like people being mean to me :( if u want a little girl to talk to during play/outside play my session is below

i hope that i can find a perv who can play but also talk with me and ask me how I am outside of play time! that would make me very happy. i love music and reading! im about to sleep but i look forward to messages when j wake up <3

likes: ddlg, breeding, cheating
limits: being mean, pee, scat