i'm still terrified of
intamacy and ***
because i let him in
who's to say i won't be hurt again
who's to say i was wrong and i am not
beautiful
i am scared ill be bad?
that he wont like it
because i've never done anything before
not really
what if i shut down and panic
like the damaged goods i am
because i don't deserve love
a broken glass cant hold water
i can't sacrifice myself to please
i hate to disappoint
i don't think im capable of romance
and im terrified of ***
maybe if i get high enough
the **** will erase my inhibitions
and i'll open my mouth and my body
let him take control
even though he's not really my type
i don't get it
we're friends
why are all cis men such
knotheads
i don't want you to grind against my leg
like a dog in heat
i want to cuddle
i want to enjoy being humans in the same space
keep your hands out of my jeans and my shirt
i don't want to feel your ***** man
i know you can't control it but...
i am terrified of *** and i am even more scared
that i'll panic and ruin it for him
because if i am not worth anything sexually
what am i worth,
am i just a broken glass
why do you all want to **** me im tired of it
can we just be friends?
i want to **** too i get it
but im damaged goods, over medicated and traumatized
malformed straight out of the factory to boot
idk,
Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 10:31 PM UTC
i'm still terrified of
intamacy and ***
because i let him in
who's to say i won't be hurt again
who's to say i was wrong and i am not
beautiful
i am scared ill be bad?
that he wont like it
because i've never done anything before
not really
what if i shut down and panic
like the damaged goods i am
because i don't deserve love
a broken glass cant hold water
i can't sacrifice myself to please
i hate to disappoint
i don't think im capable of romance
and im terrified of ***
maybe if i get high enough
the **** will erase my inhibitions
and i'll open my mouth and my body
let him take control
even though he's not really my type
i don't get it
we're friends
why are all cis men such
knotheads
i don't want you to grind against my leg
like a dog in heat
i want to cuddle
i want to enjoy being humans in the same space
keep your hands out of my jeans and my shirt
i don't want to feel your ***** man
i know you can't control it but...
i am terrified of *** and i am even more scared
that i'll panic and ruin it for him
because if i am not worth anything sexually
what am i worth,
am i just a broken glass
why do you all want to **** me im tired of it
can we just be friends?
i want to **** too i get it
but im damaged goods, over medicated and traumatized
malformed straight out of the factory to boot
idk,
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