James Deen is so perfect.
They way he demands eye contact and control makes me drool.
Marry me, or at least touch my butt <3
Day 1 (II)
I knew this would happen again. I knew everything would come wooshing back. All of the anxiety and pessimism has returned. I also broke my no-cut streak last night. It was insane. I was doing so well. SO FUCKING WELL. All day today, I’ve been really bummed out. My leg stings and burns and fuckkk. These aren’t going to be very long anymore. Just thought I’d start this off short.
