I am full of rage, and I just want to lash out and hit people all the time. I never do, but I always want to.
I have deep regrets about mocking your beliefs, Hon. That wasn’t kind, and I apologize for making you step out of your bubble to spew hateful things in retaliation. Who am I to question your faith and disturb your inner peace? Believe it or not. Well, I’ll leave you be with your chocolate-covered coffee beans 😌 (I don’t really think it’s necessary to use the ☕️, you know when my thoughts are directed towards you.)
Why is it so important to people in power to control my feelings and desires? Don’t they realize we are as driven by s3xual needs as they are? Nobody coerced or gave me carnel knowledge it came from my DNA. I felt the need to share my g******* at an early age. I at 7 lost my virginity straddling our blue heeler pushing his cute little pink p3nis inside my P()ssy, it grew rapidly impaling me to extents that scared me. I now know I wasn’t an evil s***, I was a natural uninhibited human with desires I now understand. If I want a baby by the most important people in my life why is it anyone else business? We can’t help who we fall in love with but we also have desires to be impregnated, not always by the same man we feel secure enough with to marry. Why do we let Social Norms out weigh our instinctive desires? It really turns me on thinking about being impregnated by my incestuous desires, my husband isn’t god in bed but he likes to watch. We are going to let nature take it’s course, who ever it maybe but he likes seeing me with daddy most then his dad then my brothers.