Three months ago, I had sepsis and almost didn’t make it. I now have this scar as a reminder of what I am capable of overcoming. I’m learning to love myself, scar and all. Bodies aren’t perfect, don’t obsess over obtaining perfection. Nightly ram
For the past 20 hours, I have been seeing my boyfriend pounding his best friend. He often toys with me while we jo, and last night we were roleplaying and he straight up said “want me to fuck (friend’s name. Not gonna put it here)”