14 year old me deserved better
we shouldn't have been bullied, our parents shouldn't have emotionally neglected us, we shouldn't have been allowed free reign on the internet
i have irreversible trauma all because my parents didn't understand the difference between giving shelter & food to someone and real parenting
i felt abandoned and unloved and pushed away and hated
i felt utterly worthless to, and unwanted by, the very people who had fought to have me
my parents went through IVF to have me, you know, and yet my whole life I've never really felt loved or wanted by them
i ended up so alone and scared i fell into an older person's trap and was hurt in ways that i didn't understand back then
i felt so broken and discarded, like i truly had nothing left to give to anyone else
it really fucked me up
i understand how this all happened and it sickens me
i hate that some parents hate their children and hurt them internationally, i hate that some parents don't know love and therefore can't give it to their own children in the future
i hate that people refuse to accept that girls can be evil and predatory, i hate that we treat victims as criminals even if they "followed every rule"
its no wonder i gave up on my education in the end
its no wonder i stopped living
im stuck and I feel helpless
i was talking to people, I was getting help, I was making progress (and technically i still am but not in ways that truly help in the long run) but it got too overwhelming and i just fucking shut down again
i feel trapped in a body that doesn't belong to me
it never did and never will
i feel trapped in a cycle of anger and sadness and sickness and exhaustion
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i feel so fucking stuck
so fucking done
i woke up at 6am today and i couldn't fall back asleep
i trued writing it off, literally by writing fanfiction, and I've refreshed tumblr and twitter so many times since I woke up that in kind of sick of them
its now 8am and I feel dead
but not energy wise
just emotionally unwound
I'll probably feel better after i have some water and talk to my boyfriend, knowing me
but i wanted to talk about how just fucked everything feels
i feel like a vase someone smashed into smithereens and that was put back together with paper mache and string
her name kills me almost every time I see or hear it now
i think i might hate myself less than her these days, honestly
she stole my innocence and my trust and my childish love
she robbed me of a colour, of a book series, of a movie, of a flower and of so much more
she probably doesn't even remember me anymore, if she's still alive after everything
i don't know what I'd prefer
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would i rather she got help and found love and happiness?
would i rather the opposite?
i feel too tired to care
she's not the last, nor am i certain she was truly the first
but she ruined me in ways nobody else could dream to
she left a sickness in my veins that i cant get rid of
its almost become lovely
i would miss it if it were gone
the hate is ugly and hisses, but i take comfort in its heat
maybe i am broken, maybe she broke me, maybe
i woke up today with terrible thoughts of things i dont want to do to myself or to others
thats fucked up
i can't remember if i was always like this or if she did this
maybe its both
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all i know is that im tired
i want to stop hurting
i want to stop being scared
i want to stop being angry
i want to stop being sad
i want to stop being so tired
i just want to live and love
i love people, i do
i hate feeling such strong hatred that im not so sure is even really my own
i just want to be happy
i feel sick
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Finger Bang!
Jeongguk Smut
More than pleased with himself, Jeongguk stared at how wet the bed was.
Quickly undoing his pants he knew he could pull another orgasm out of you while you were still blissed out. He brushed the damp hair off your cheek and kissed it.
"I don't think I'm ever going to get used to seeing that."
It had been a few weeks since this new talent revealed itself and he was determined to perfect the craft.
If he curled his fingers just right, and dragged them in and out at a steady pace, he could make you squirt like a soup dumpling.
"So fucking wet, I can't believe how much your pussy loves my fingers."
So while you lay in the aftermath, mind blank, muscles limp, he'd hop on and fuck you the rest of the way into oblivion replacing your fluids with his.
Walking through the airport you grabbed hold of him. Instead of taking his whole hand, you gripped your two favorite fingers and gave them a tight teasing squeeze.
"You really like those huh?"
"I thought it was obvious?"
Pressing his digits up to your lips you kissed them softly.
"I'm going to miss them this week, do you really have to go?"
"You're not going to miss me? Just my fingers?" He laughed, "You know you've got your own right?"
"Not the same Guk. I love you, you'd better hurry back."
The day before he was scheduled to return he messaged you.
JK: I can't wait to see you tomorrow, I have a surprise.
Y/N: I thought we were going to FaceTime tonight? I miss your smile Guk-ah."
Y/N: But what's the surprise!!??
JK: You're gonna have to be patient 💜 We get in at 7am, stay in bed, I'll meet you there 😏
The alarm went off at 6am, that would give you just enough time.
Peeling off his old ripped t-shirt you got up to shower and shave.
Putting clean sheets on the bed you tucked yourself back in just as the key turned in the lock.
You heard the sound of his duffel bag drop on the floor, followed by shoes, then clothes as his bare feet pattered towards the bed.
"I know you're not sleeping, I can see you smiling."
You laughed as he lifted the covers and crawled on top of you. "You'd better get over here and kiss me Jeongguk."
His lips announced his homecoming as they connected with yours. His hand drew through your hair and caressed your cheek.
You pulled back at the strange sensation. "What's this? Why are you wearing a glove? Jeongguk are you hurt?!"
He rolled onto his back and held his gloved hand up. "This is my surprise!"
You looked at him puzzled, "I don't get it."
Sliding the fabric off his hand he slowly revealed his newly inked fingers, the inflamed writing spelled out ARMY across his knuckles.
"Oh my God, thats so fucking hot!"
He smiled at your praise. "You really like it? I can't wait for the fans to see how much I love them."
You crawled on top of him, "When are you gonna show me how much you love me?"
You ground yourself onto his hardening cock, "I need you to make me cum."
"Yeah? you need my fingers inside you baby?"
"Please Kookie, I've been a good girl waiting for you."
"Fuck, I love when you talk like that."
He lowered his hand to your entrance, his fingers finding you wet in anticipation. Dipping his index inside you he hissed.
His eyes grew big and apologetic, "shit...shit, I'm sorry. I'll be right back."
He got out of bed and walked to the washroom. You could hear him running the faucet. The light flicked back off and he stood beside the bed.
"You're gonna be mad."
"Jeongguk, what's going on? I've missed you, why the hell aren't you fucking me right now?"
He grabbed the discarded glove from the bed and slipped it back over his hand.
Realization hit you, "Oh for fucks sakes Jeon. How long till they heal?"
His head dropped,"Three weeks.."
The sex was good but… it was no squirting orgasm.
It had been a week and a half plus the week he'd been gone. He felt bad.
Jeongguk loved to please you and even though you didn't complain he knew he could be giving you so much more.
He walked into the living room where you lay on the couch and made a show of dropping his book loudly onto the coffee table.
You picked it up and read the title,
"Tantric Alchemy and Amrita: The Sacred Nectar of a good woman"
"Have you given up Overwatch for feminist studies?"
He took it out of your hand and stretched out beside you.
He flipped it open, "It says when a woman squirts, its a holy experience for her."
You couldn't stop laughing at how serious he was.
"You've made me scream OH GOD on multiple occasions, im not sure why you needed a book to tell you that."
"Don't make fun of me," he pouted. "I know you really like it when I make you squirt and I just want to understand so I can do it better."
You held up his hand and looked at the Tattoos, "How much longer?"
"Three more days baby, we're almost there. Wanna see what else I learned?"
He flipped to the bookmarked page and read it to you.
"Tantric Kissing brings your makeout sessions to totally new, electric, and elevated levels. It allows you to experience flowing orgasmic energy with outrageous passion between you and your kissing partner." He wiggled his brow and grinned.
Your panties were already wet.
"Jeongguk," you rubbed against him, "I'm more of a hands on learner. Why dont you teach me about it?"
You woke up in a great mood. Today was THE day!
Jeongguk had left bright and early for rehearsal so you wouldn't see him until after the show tonight.
Trying to distract yourself all day, your house had never been this clean. The anticipation building inside you was manifesting in your creamed panties.
Y/N: Guk I'm gonna die...I cant wait any longer.
JK: Don't you dare touch yourself!
Y/N: You'd better take care of me
JK: I've got you baby girl.
JK: I changed the ending of Boy with Luv just for you...💜
Y/N: ?? Cant wait, see you soon.
He was a tease. Standing in the front row with your legs clamped together he danced for you.
Lifting his shirt, thrusting his hips, rolling his body, his hand falling conveniently over his cock. He knew exactly what he was doing.
Almost at the finish line, you couldn't wait to get him home. The familiar ohs of Boy With Luv began and you watched as he flirted with you. You didn't want to wait, you wanted to be in the car already, getaway style.
End...end...come on end...Boy with Luv…
He looked over his shoulder directly at you and raised your two favorite fingers in the air. Holding the pose he winked and motioned with his head for you to get backstage.
"Fucking finger guns Jeongguk? Do you want me to wet myself in public?"
Not saying a word he grinned as he pulled you into a nearby green room and locked the door behind him.
He backed you up animalisticly like you were prey until your legs found the edge of the couch.
"Guk..."
He put his tattooed finger over you lips.
You lay back on the couch as he knelt on the floor in front of you.
Lifting your skirt he shook his head, "you haven't been wearing panties all night?"
You smiled sweetly and shrugged.
Spreading you wide he went knuckle deep and pulled back out. "So fucking wet," he licked his finger.
"Guk please, don't tease me anymore." Begging him, you were desperate to get off.
He pushed his fingers into you and layed himself onto your chest. As his fingers stroked your sweet spot he whispered in your ear.
"Remember the other day when we kissed for hours?"
You couldn't form sentences so you moaned in acknowledgment.
"How it felt like nothing else existed but us?"
He lifted your leg to hit a deeper angle.
"I want to give you that all the time."
His lips moved warm and slow, his tongue dancing in your mouth as fireworks went off behind your eyes. His fingers, covered in cream were snuggly inside you, pressing, rubbing into a euphoric trance. He had you dizzy.
His tongue swiped across your bottom lip, "can you cum for me?"
You knew he was speaking but your brain couldn't decipher what the words were.
As your hips involuntarily rose to press into his palm he increased his speed. Your legs were trembling and he knew it was imminant. Moving to the side he watched as pleasure took over and you released your cum onto the couch and the floor.
"Thats my girl."
Your head was reeling as you tried to regain your strength. He held out his hand to help you up.
"Aren't you going to finish?"
He pulled you into a hug, "Nope. I learnt a few things from my book, it's going to be a long night."
He opened the door just as Jimin was walking by. Eyeing you both suspiciously up and down he looked into the room. "Is everything okay? Why are you wet.. why's the floor wet?"
Jungkook shrugged, "Sometimes we have waterfights."
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