I am not sure as to what this blog is about, but I am thinking of posting and reblogging funny things and stuff. I`ll also post about my day if I feel like, but I am not sure yet.
on another note happy christmas for those who celebrate it
I had forgotten about this account. These posts bring me far more cringe than I imagined. Great experience
I’ve been thinking for a while about this topic, and I want to share the process and conclusions.
moments after measuring my dick, I was quickly overcome with shock. what does such revelation mean to me? what I my supposed to make of this? is this even real?
slowly, these thoughts became more akin to shame and guilt. I felt powerless, weak, incapable.
a while after debating with myself, I managed to better understand why I was feeling that way.
being someone who has always been into sex, the idea of having a small dick, and therefore, worse overall sex stats made me quite sad.
I realized that my fantasies of making people moan in pleasure or mutual enjoyment were unreachable. I would never be able to fully explore this thing that I love so much.
but, for some reason, this also made me feel free, like a huge burden was lifted off of me. was I relieved of the pressure of searching for sex? the boundries society (or I just incorectly percieve them) pit on me to sex as an important goal on my life felt like they were gone. my mind wandered into other realms such as improving myself for myself, perhaps because it felt like seatching for sex was meaningless.
I am not uet sure as to what to do with these thoughts but I definately feel like something has changed
how do I cope wirh the fact I have sds (small dick syndrome) ( I am bawling after measuring it) (I know Im a girl but I still want to have a big dick)
am talking to friends about my declaration of love apparently I fucked up lol :((((((((
he dont want me :`(((((((((((((((((((((((((((
I hope we can still be frens and with like the whole group too
