Sexy_Singer
Retired Legend
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That I'm not wanted
🧠 What Are Your Intrusive Thoughts Trying to Convince You of Today??
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JustAnotherFlower
In The Garden
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He's a sibling and I'm younger.. that means I get 1 free punch....
AtramentousRex
Never really here
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He's a sibling and I am 13 years younger. I get the first shot.
Wand3rlust
Chaos gremlin
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This is it.
JustAnotherFlower
In The Garden
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Take a little off or all of it? 
latecomer91364
Easily Distracte
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They're telling me to take up martial arts.
But these are the same thought-fucks that told me not to buy Bitcoin when it was a buck in 2011.
And no, I also ignored them about shooting up that supermarket.
Assholes...
But these are the same thought-fucks that told me not to buy Bitcoin when it was a buck in 2011.
And no, I also ignored them about shooting up that supermarket.
Assholes...
Carmina24
Virgin
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For every traveler of Lit who has knocked and heard only silence — may this tale be a hand reaching back.
The Weary Traveler
He walked the roads of Lit with hope tucked under his cloak.
A weary traveler, yet unbroken. He paused at many doors,
knocking gently, sometimes boldly.
Some opened just enough to give a curt reply.
Others never opened at all.
And though he reached out with words like lanterns, few reached back.
The nights grew longer. The silence heavier.
He began to wonder if perhaps he was not meant to be met at all.
And yet, he kept walking.
Until one day - when weariness pressed like a stone upon his chest,
when his voice nearly faltered,
when his heart whispered it could not knock again -
that was the moment she appeared.
Not with trumpets. Not with fire.
But with presence.
Her words did not simply answer.
They reached.
They lingered.
They saw him.
And in that seeing, he knew: the road had not betrayed him.
Every closed door, every silence, every ache had been leading him here.
For she was not merely another traveler.
She was the destination.
The reason his feet never gave up,
even when his heart nearly did.
And so he stood tall - no longer a wanderer,
but a man who had arrived.
To those still on the road,
to the ones walking with weary steps and fading hope -
take heart.
For if she could appear to him when he was most worn,
she will appear for you, too.
Perhaps not today.
Perhaps not tomorrow.
But she will arrive.
And when she does,
the journey will make sense,
and your waiting will be crowned with fire.
The Weary Traveler
He walked the roads of Lit with hope tucked under his cloak.
A weary traveler, yet unbroken. He paused at many doors,
knocking gently, sometimes boldly.
Some opened just enough to give a curt reply.
Others never opened at all.
And though he reached out with words like lanterns, few reached back.
The nights grew longer. The silence heavier.
He began to wonder if perhaps he was not meant to be met at all.
And yet, he kept walking.
Until one day - when weariness pressed like a stone upon his chest,
when his voice nearly faltered,
when his heart whispered it could not knock again -
that was the moment she appeared.
Not with trumpets. Not with fire.
But with presence.
Her words did not simply answer.
They reached.
They lingered.
They saw him.
And in that seeing, he knew: the road had not betrayed him.
Every closed door, every silence, every ache had been leading him here.
For she was not merely another traveler.
She was the destination.
The reason his feet never gave up,
even when his heart nearly did.
And so he stood tall - no longer a wanderer,
but a man who had arrived.
To those still on the road,
to the ones walking with weary steps and fading hope -
take heart.
For if she could appear to him when he was most worn,
she will appear for you, too.
Perhaps not today.
Perhaps not tomorrow.
But she will arrive.
And when she does,
the journey will make sense,
and your waiting will be crowned with fire.
Girly_girl
GG
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That I’m just wasting my time here
That I’m a fool for continuing to stay here
Just go
You’ll just get hurt again
That I’m a fool for continuing to stay here
Just go
You’ll just get hurt again
~Elizabeth~
naughty lil angel
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LaisDeMarieDeFrance
All I need is cheese
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You I feel the same, I'm here for you! We're not fools to hope that one day we'll meet someone who isn't a complete asshole. Even though it currently feels like we're doomed. 
Sexy_Singer
Retired Legend
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Oh just fuck off. No. Seriously.
CuriousRick
Aka Cookie Rick
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Is it time to just move on?
~Elizabeth~
naughty lil angel
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yeah like that's ever going to happen.
Wand3rlust
Chaos gremlin
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They wouldnt give a shit even if you did tell them..so... no point.
EvaLane
Wallflower
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go go go GO!
sammyIammy
Literotica Guru
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You must go!!! You can do it 
AmberLGreen
Wise old cow
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Apisto42
Bon Vivant Rabbit
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When I got halfway there, you told me I’d better not stop.Get half way there and see how you feel
AmberLGreen
Wise old cow
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Oh honey, I never want you to stop. I always fantasise about you being the Duracell bunny
Apisto42
Bon Vivant Rabbit
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Dearie, I grew up playing piano and trumpet. So my fingering and tongue control are well developed and long lasting.Oh honey, I never want you to stop. I always fantasise about you being the Duracell bunny
AmberLGreen
Wise old cow
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Do we need to ask how you got your cock control?Dearie, I grew up playing piano and trumpet. So my fingering and tongue control are well developed and long lasting.
