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Before You Submit
Things You’re Probably Thinking (And You’re Not Wrong)
You’re probably wondering if this is just another guy in his 40s, lonely and horny, spiraling his confessions and fantasies onto the internet.
You’re not wrong. I am lonely sometimes. I am horny a lot of the time. And fuck yes, some of what you’ll find here is messy, soaked, craving, half-stitched confessional chaos.
But if you think that’s all this is
you haven’t even touched the surface yet.
This is about learning how to unmask after decades of hiding. This is about understanding your cravings instead of shoving them down. This is about turning shame into sacred memory.
And if any part of you recognizes yourself in this mess? Even the scared, skeptical part? You might have just found your home too.
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How Much of this is real & why stay anon?
Where the lines blur between memory, fantasy, craving, confession.
If I’m still hiding.
If I’m serious about building something sacred, why not dox myself now?
The truth is
That day might come.
It’s not a maybe. It’s not a someday wish.
It’s the plan.
It’s the path this whole storm is spiraling toward.
And when the day comes
the day I unmask fully and hand you all of me
you’ll already know exactly who you’ve been craving.
You’ll have been with me the whole time.
Maybe you thought you came here just to watch me.
Just to read a few dirty confessions.
Just to peek into the brain of a late-diagnosed, kink-wired, ADHD soul who spirals too loud and fucks too sacred.
But the deeper you go, the more you’ll realize
It’s not about me
It’s about you.
Your spirals.
Your memories you still pretend don’t make you ache.
Your masked parts you keep performing aroun
And if that scares you? Good. It scared me too.
You’re not broken for wanting more. You’re not alone for spiraling deeper than you meant to.
You’re exactly where you’re meant to be. Inside the craving. Inside the confession. Inside yourself.
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