Manualaggitation - Blog Posts

she thinks I won't kill for her.

little does she know, I already have.

I'm all for pretty girls united.

even if it is a mob wanting to kill me.

yeah, but I'm drinking milk, and one day...

I still have friends that call and want to hear about my life, so they can feel better about theirs.

soooooooooooo, does anyone wanna get some pizza and watch a movie?

friendly reminder that you are worth more than you think

if you don't want to talk to me just don't say anything.

first date idea:

I pick you up at your place around 7.

We dress casual.

I bring flowers, a seasonal bouquet.

I wait outside as you put them in water.

I open your door.

I buckle you in.

I've already picked the spot.

Quaint, tucked away, not ritzy, cozy atmosphere, soft lights.

I pull out your chair.

We have street tacos, because what girl doesn't love tacos?

I'll have a Roy Rogers and you'll have a Shirley Temple, because they are delicious.

I pay.

Ice cream cones to go, the boardwalk at the resort is only a few blocks away and it's nice walking weather.

I hold your hand as we cross the streets and through the park.

We make our small talk as we make our way to the point of the floating boardwalk overlooking the lake and sunset.

It's getting late and chilling near the water, so you adorn my hoodie.

I keep my arm around your waist as we walk, you don't seem to mind.

The lights outside turn on as I drive you back home.

Once we arrive I walk you to the door.

I kiss the back of your hand and wish you a great night with the hopes we can do this again.

Why?

Cuz I'm a fucking gentleman.

if you break her heart, I'll break your face.

I go to the gym every. single. day.

I lift for an hour and a half to two hrs.

I post a pic of myself on Tumblr for two fukin weeks and I get one like?!

one more go around, if I can't get more than one stinking like I'll just delete my acct.

@manualaggitation

all of us are broken.

some just hold the pieces together better than others.

you're in her anons sending nasty pictures of your penis.

I'm in her DMs for weeks and she's still imagining what my cock looks like

if you like a bunch of my posts I'm going to assume you have great taste.

In my defense, I am the silliest of all geese.

When it comes to sex I'm all talk.

Tell you how beautiful you are.

Tell you how sexy you are.

Tell you how stunning you look.

Tell you how delicious you smell.

Tell you how good you feel.

Tell you how great you taste.

Talk you through your first orgasm.

Tell you how well you're doing.

Tell you how bad I need you.

Tell you how tight you are.

Tell you how much more you have to take.

Talk you through your next few orgasms.

Tell you how I'm going to cum all over your pretty face.

Tell you how amazing you are.

Tell you to stay there while I get you a warm towel, your favorite stuffie, the remote, and bring you back your most favoritest ice cream.

All Talk :(

me seeing a post about wanting asks: hits like

me also: sends absolutely nothing

she doesn't know it, but when she's curled up on my lap, in my arms, feeling safe and protected, SHE'S being MY safe place too.

another day of no hand holding...

wait, wait, got an idea, 🤭 I have TWO hands...

The best way I can explain myself is that I will test the breaking point of something until it breaks and then be upset because I really needed it.

when I'm trying to ease it in and it does the bend thingy 🤭

*me flirting

So, uhm, before I come inside I'm going to need you to sign this personal injury waiver...

To all of my 17 followers:

Sorry.

little miss gets wet because I tell her how beautiful she is, how pretty she looks, how cute she acts, how much I love her giggle, buys her coffee, chokes her when he kisses her, makes her favorite snack after rearranging her guts, holds her tight, lets her feel vulnerable, makes her feel safe in his arms, leaves her love notes on the bathroom mirror, defends her honor, braids her hair, holds her hand, listens but doesn't understand so has to ask questions...

anyways, what?

if you don't like pictures of flowers, kitty cats, puppies, or bunnies I recommend not talking to me

I'd write more, but words are never enough.

if you ever just wanna hold hands as friends I'm okay with that.

in a weird mood today. sry y'all, I understand if you block me, unfollow me etc.

the only way my girl is gonna rot is because of how sweet I treat her

I low-key do NOT reblog my moots personal pictures because I don't want anyone else looking at them...

She says treat me like a slut, what am I supposed to do when she's being all precious and shit?!