Please roast the noob!

Posted by Nubile Miscreant on 10/15/2025 4:46:15 PM
Curatorial breath, Lounging with loretta-- Will anyone ever teach me about Sterility? Gentle pads on my thighs and widened eyes She doesnt understand either, Racing through the floor, one end to the other, Interrupting the staled air. Terrycloth wraps her too, or some other exotic weave Slug nurse, in sepia, spies binoculars obscured. With focus, a vision: Feathery green Tissue paper escapes upwards, Exposing your silhoutte, a few bare seconds spared, Before your outline snaps back to its supposed home Tighter it will grip as concerted thought Rivals batting, snooping eyelids, tears streaming sideways, and tangled beads Social contractions further light the wound of your guardless site--leave the strands be. They are for me to reel, and yours to budge During the dimmer hours of night.

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Comment by Zoe Horsman on 11/9/2025 8:53:52 AM

love the imagery. it would be nice to have a title, as I find this quite ambiguous, but that might've been your aim.

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