Mistakes that will ruin your life you...

Most girls who talk to me end up regretting it.

I'm not talking about fleeting regret - the sort of regret that lasts a few weeks and flutters away. I'm talking about deep regret. The kind that settles into your bones - the sort that grows heavier and heavier, til you feel it's weight with every step.

Years from now you'll look back on today and wonder why you messaged me - how you could ever have been so stupid. By then the regret will have grown so heavy it drives everything else away, until the only thing you can feel is the weight of it. It's probably depression - you'll know that in an abstract sort of way. You should probably talk to a therapist. They're the only way to move past this sort of thing - the only way to heal.

The problem is, if you talked to a therapist you'd have to tell them what happened.

You'd have to tell them how you messaged me one day, curious to see what I could offer. You knew it was a mistake - you knew you shouldn't listen to me. But something in my words called to you, and you couldn't help yourself.

What did I make you do I wonder? Did I make you cheat on that wonderful boyfriend of yours or husband or did you fuck a stranger bareback at a risky time of the month? Did your parents kick you out when they realized you were pregnant, and refused to keep paying for your college? Perhaps I made you knock on a door you knew you shouldn't knock on. Perhaps you stepped inside, and once you were alone they did things to you that still give you nightmares. Perhaps you still bear scars from it.

Whatever the mistake was, it still haunts you - and you'd do anything you could to take it back. Talking to me was the worst decision of your life. You knew what would happen. I'd told you that I was interested in making you take risks, in danger and non-consent. I told you it would end badly. But something inside you made you burn for what I offered - and now you can't take it back.

But the funniest thing?

You still talk to me. Because no matter how much I hurt you, no matter how much I ruined your life - I'm still the only one who understands you.

Stop getting cold feet I no your pussy soaking wet come on do it message me dont fucking hold it in just let it go and see what happens