Where I am the fetishized object of physical desire, and my partner is not. I love being pretty, I love being pretty for people I want to fuck but like I can’t get into it if the gaze isn’t mutual. I want them to like being looked at too, I want them to like me looking at them. Y’ know what I mean?
Y’ Know I’ve Realized That I LOATHE Any Sexual Relationship
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Thoughts From The Peacock Angel 