Tag: thoughts

DDlg as it is commonly portrayed on Tumblr? No. More power to those for whom it works, but I am not among their number. My days of cuddly daddydomming are receding into the haze of memory, and I’m now more comfortable being a capricious and deviant paternal overlord/high priest.… Read the rest “Are you into Ddlg/ageplay?”

Personal experience suggests your best bet is to find an awful man online somewhere, one who speaks to both the disgusting little mess you are and the good girl you aspire to be.

Then cling to him like he’s the only thing that matters.… Read the rest “Where do you begin to find someone willing to do things like shove your head in a bathtub and explain how everything you are is wrong and pathetic. Seems like whispering to every guy you’re interested how fucked up you are and if they’re curious enough to see is not the way to go (according to social norms). But if you’re willing to put in the effort but don’t know where to put it… what can you do?”

The journey to Good Girl Town begins with the desire to visit.

But I’m afraid, my darling, that you must eventually do more than want.

Be prepared to prove that you’re worth my time, ‘cause the world is full of broken things, and my day only has 24 hours. If you want any of them spent on your ridiculous ass, then I’d suggest you:

1. Become very familiar with this blog.

… Read the rest “Are we allowed to slide into your DM’s?”

The obvious answer is that it’s easier to behave like the easily-punctured sexual garbage bag you are when your brain and self-awareness are drowning slowly in a whimsical White Claw marinade.

The more subtle answer is that your pussy can’t respect a man until he’s had a chance to prove he can’t be trusted.

You’re thinking of being “broken” as if it’s a literal break, as if something snapped the back of a proud woman and rendered her a hunched-over, sniveling cunt. As if you can push the pieces back together, and they’ll knit whole.… Read the rest “How do I “un-break” myself when I’m broken?”

You know how some people become such fans of a thing that they obsessively learn everything about it, even its flaws? And then they go off to art school somewhere and learn to deconstruct the thing they love, tearing it apart and looking at it critically so they can create something new from the carcass they’ve dissected?… Read the rest “How are you so sweet yet so horrible at the same time?”

Here, eat this cookie and we’ll find out together.

Find someone who’s hurting and be kind to her.

Even if the only someone you can find is the dumb bitch in your head.