#b d s m

ATTENTION: anyone under the age of consent: THE BDSM COMMUNITY IS NOT FOR YOU. BDSM is a sexual kink and it’s uncomfortable for adults when we see 14 year olds trying to be part of it.

I do not mind if any minors follow me, I do not post sexual stuff, HOWEVER (this has been an issue on my Instagram but not on Tumblr (yet))

If you are a minor that’s in to BDSM, DO NOT try to talk to me about BDSM. It IS a sexual kink and I am an adult and I do NOT wish to have a conversation with a CHILD about a KINK. Leave the BDSM community until you are the age of consent please! I have seen a lot of minors taken advantage of by Doms..:/

Again, I don’t care if you follow me as I don’t post sexual content, but please do not message me asking for tips and such, my only tip is leave until you’re a consenting adult. And don’t mess around with adults until you’re an adult..

I’ve seen a lot (mostly in the DDLG community) a lot of underaged littles with adult daddy’s/mommy’s and that shits gotta end soon.

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Crying over you is like crying over spilt milk… . But it’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to.

You’ve only called me baby girl once, but once was enough to ruin my life.

I’m pitiful and lonely. Where o where art my Toucan Sam?

Is it really so terrible that I miss how you used to ruin everything?

I know that I now want you in every possible way, and almost all the time. I try to think of other things like I used to but it doesn’t seem to work. I dream of impossible things. Regardless of that I am enjoying you in the moment. Constantly dreaming of the best time I will kiss you.

I don’t want to be what I was before you or without you. Now all I want is to be yours.

I know these memories will haunt you, just like they’ll haunt me.

Miss me?

On days like this, I just want to alleviate all of my stress with you…

He’s got a body like a Greek god, eyes like oceans, lips as soft as rose petals, and hands that could tell a million stories…and he’s all mine ❤️

The fact that your smell will eventually wear off my sheets makes me sad.

I can feel again. In the tips of my fingers, in the gentle beating of my heart, in the soft warm feeling running through my body. In total darkness I feel sunshine. And it’s all your fault.

You have no idea how much I need you now.

Sometimes, when our lips meet…it’s hard to think about them ever parting ❤️

He’s so flawed, and I’ve got it so bad.

We’re living in a heartbreak hotel in the middle of paradise baby.

Italian Psycho

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Don’t hold it against me, but I keep having these crazy erotic dreams about you.

We’ve fallen from grace.

You are my fever tree.