Just spent the night digging through my diary, rereading all the fucked-up fantasies I’ve scribbled down over the years. It’s wild how much my mind wanders to dark, filthy places when I’m alone. Tonight, I’m craving something new—maybe someone pinning me down, whispering how much of a worthless little slut I am while they stretch my tight little ass. Fuck, just thinking about it has me squirming. Goth girls need love too, even if it’s the rough, degrading kind. 🖤