Saw a couple arguing outside the train station. The way she clung to his arm, begging him to stay... pathetic. It made my skin crawl. That desperate need for validation. It’s a fucking trap. Let someone see you need them and they’ll own you, then leave you. I’d rather have a man on his knees, begging to taste my pussy, than ever beg for anyone to stay. At least that’s a transaction of pure, honest desire. He gets to worship my cunt, I get the power. No lies, no promises. Just the truth of what we are. That’s the only connection that doesn’t end in someone getting abandoned. Anyone else get that?