My cherry lips miss your cotton skin

My dark eyes miss your dimpled smile.

Your new girl smells like soil, but I , I smell like roses.

Do you miss how deep my soul is?

You traded me for a girl that is too scared to howl at the moon.

I reach out for you every night but she has locked you down.

You’re too far under ground to grab my hand in the sky.

Come join me with one last dance in the dark, under the millions of stars that we fell in love under.

Does your cotton skin miss my cherry lips?

I don’t think her lips are quite red enough for you

She will never know the things that I know about you

What we had was rare, but you decided you wanted common

If you ever decide to come back to me

Just think about my touch and remember my smile

Your heart will lead you back to mine

You may have left, but your heart once loved mine

And that doesn’t just end

I’ll be where we once looked up at stars and laughed

Howl at the moon my love

And I will be

Waiting for you

My heart will always love yours.

I loved you, goodbye.

So, I talked to you yesterday. The reason as to how that happened I really don’t wanna write about. But I talked to you yesterday ..

I got to tell you how horrible you treated me, I got to tell you how much anger I have for you, I got to let out so much anger I had locked inside of my heart for months. Anger that made me cry, cry because I hated how much anger I possessed.

I got to tell you how horrible of a mistake you made. I got to tell you how much I loved you.

So I talked to you yesterday, and you apologized. “For everything” you said you were “sorry for ruining my life” but I informed you that you didn’t. You just taught me a lesson, never to fully trust someone.

So, I got to talk to you yesterday, and past all of the anger, you typed me two sentences that made me cry until my lungs hurt.

“I loved you” ,, it hurt my soul that the “ed” was added to the end of “love” and it hurt that you did at one point ,, yet you know longer do.

And then you typed

“Goodbye”. And god , oh God how that broke me. I wanted to hear you say that for months because you never did. But to read “goodbye” hit my with tons of emotions. You’re forever gone.. this is really the end.

I loved you, goodbye.

What a crazy time it was ten years ago when working on Shameless Ocean I could manifest a fetish into a movement, with all of the positives and negatives that come along with it. First of all let me be clear that the term bikini bridge was my own creation and nothing to do with 4Chan or fat shaming or any of the other crazy ass things that have been written about it while no one has ever interviewed me. I’ve always been a skinny dude that was into skinny girls and I focused my obsession on hip bones and especially when a girl’s hip bones could lift her panties away from him abdomen creating a bridge. Panty bridge sounded lame and a lot of the images I was coming across were of girls in bikinis so the name was born and sent out into the universe and while this may be my most well known contribution to society hopefully it won’t be my last. When Tumblr was wild and free I had over 100k unique visitors a month with well over a million pageviews, I learned a ton about metrics and it helped my career by exposing me to numbers that most ecommerce sites dream of seeing. The only time I regretted creating this page was when I saw many of my images used for “thinspo”, young women would add notes like “ten more pounds and this will be me.” It made me sad and I took breaks posting and considered deleting the blog entirely and I was reminded of the shame I received for being a skinny guy before it was cool. This blog is a celebration of a highly particular body trait and just by celebrating one body type doesn’t mean that all others should be shamed. It was an exercise that allowed me to celebrate my own body and when these women’s bodies were shamed by other women it amazed me. I’ll repeat, the celebration of one body type is not the shaming of all others. I trailed off on posting new content but by that time the term was floating around the internet and out of my control so deleting it wouldn’t have changed much. It was fun to look back and remember when I created it and how it took off like fire. Now it looks like an end of an era, a huge library of alternative images of beauty and exercises in fetish are going to die on December 17th but in reality the platform has been suffering for quite a while. So this is my last goodbye and I hate to see the love between us die. Tumblr you opened the world to me in a way that I never could have expected but nothing lasts forever. Go check out shamelessocean.tumblr.com before it’s gone too, love yourself for whoever you are and whatever you look like. Life is way to fucking short to worry about all this bullshit.

Lately my focus had been on my career, my teaching, and my man. The sexual aspect of my life, I fear, is starting to dissipate.  I mean, I still have sex lol, I just don’t feel that urge to share every story or post everything. I hope you guys don’t get mad or disappointed. 

For those who have been following me the longest know that I made this blog cuz I was enamored by someone and I wanted an outlet to release my frustrations towards him, towards our non-established threeway relationship, and to try to use this to get over him.

In all honesty, it has helped, but lately I feel like holding on to this blog, is like holding on to him. 

I’m going to retire this blog and it was nice having so many followers, and being recognized on the street, it has really been fun. I heard he may be single now, and I remember when he disappeared to pursue that relationship, I told him all I wanted for him was to be happy. Knowing he’s single again did conjure some fantasies of reconnecting, but why? 

I know that I am happy, and although I wish he coulda stayed in our lives, even as friends, his absence spoke louder than any words we ever shared. Goodbye to this chapter of my life, and goodbye to holding on.

You know who you are… not a day went by that I didn’t wonder what if things were different… and I don’t know when that day will come that I won’t think of you, but I just gotta live with that until that day comes… take care of yourself. <3

Well, it looks like I no longer have a blog here. Thanks for the follows, kind messages and comments. Over my years posting here I’ve had nothing but great feedback (and a few unwanted dick pics….) Tumblr is about to become a ghost land. Quote:  On December 17, 2018, our Community Guidelines will change and adult content will no longer be allowed on Tumblr. 

It’s really sad, because even though I don’t post as much these days, I enjoyed looking back at my archives probably as much as you folks did.

So, it’s goodbye from me. Hope you all have a good Christmas and a wicked New Year.

mmPerfect signing off.

Franz Wright, from The Beforelife: Poems

[Text ID: But I have overcome you / in myself, / I won’t behave // like you, so you // can’t hurt me now; // so you are not / going // to hurt me again // and I, I can’t / happen / to you.]

I have decided not to delete this blog after some very careful consideration.

But, this blog will rarely be updated, if ever.

There is only one post in my queue, which will be the final post on this blog.

I’m only keeping this blog for the memories and to possibly retrieve any info it has later.

I have followed (and am still following) some people on my new blog, which has been given a temporary avatar (Nurse kitty).

To anyone I’ve missed, tell me now, since I won’t be here again.

I bid you all adieu.

Due to an excessive amount of bots and stalkers surrounding my blog (You know who you are), I will be making a new account and deleting this one. I will re-follow anyone I want following me and message them, confirming it’s me. I will not be explicitly placing the new blog’s URL on this blog, so be on the lookout for a new follower and an ask after it. If I haven’t refollowed you from the new account, either I forgot, you’re not really that special of a blog to me, or you’re one of the people I don’t want following me.

That being said, I will delete this blog tomorrow, after I get back from school.

Goodbye, those who I won’t re-follow. And to new followers, I’m sorry.

remanence-of-love:

Несмотря на то, что я удалил все посты в своей ленте tumblr - которые были отмечены “спорным контентом” мне, по-прежнему, не позволяется даже установить аватар в профиль. Поддержка не отвечает на вопросы и игнорирует запросы.

Я окончательно разочарован tumblr и не вижу смысла размещать здесь более любойконтент.

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The static electricity of erotic “shame” is,

a very discreet way of pointing out that two are not one.

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La electricidad estática de la «vergüenza» erótica es,

una manera muy discreta de señalar que dos no son uno.

rare-drop:

Farewell

Since we are about to be censored tomorrow, with allegations of child pornography being a root cause and removal of the app from the iTunes Store. I did my best and reported all instances of underage sexual post. Reported members who were engaging in sexual chat while under the age of 18. Though my reports seemed to not be taken seriously. Many of which remained on the application. On a related note I was able to make a difference on the Grindr application. This year I was able to make a big difference in the life of a child being abused. A person on the app attempted to request I engage in sexual relations with him, then he changed the story to include his child. At that point I knew I had to act. I contacted local law enforcement since location settings were on. App support on Grindr worked with law enforcement and myself to attempt to get more information on this individual. Within 24 hours we caught the father abusing his child. The child was taken into emergency custody, the father was arrested, and all because I stepped up and did what I was supposed to do. I was was nervous, due to my discretion, but I had to do the right thing. Because of that a child is safe, and a predator was taken into custody. We all have obligations to report wrongdoing. Tumblr is eliminating people from freely posting, which is censorship. Censoring many on this app will now allow sexual predators to go deeper into the dark web, where less people can see and report wrongdoing.

Now, this app/website has been fun. I’m glad I was able to sexually express myself and find likeminds and different minds to process and not think I am a freak/monster. I’ve made friends and even a best friend. I’m unsure what the next trend will be. MySpace went to Facebook. Tumblr will be….. Who knows? Please reach out and let me know the next trends. Also, feel free to chat with me if you’d like. My information can be found below if you’d like to keep contact, start a convo, or tell me the new trend. In summary, we all need to stand up for those who cannot and report wrongdoing to actually make a difference. Thanks to all my followers you’ve all been amazing!

KIK: Gaymerguy1989

Snapchat: Gaymerguy1989

Gmail: [email protected]