My Dms Are Always Open - Blog Posts

Really would love some dms right now... we can talk about anything. 18+ only

Ugh kinda wanna get spit roasted by a straps/dicks 🤭

Not sure if I need ass on my dick. Or dick in my ass 🤭

It would be really nice to be tied up and fucked in the ass right now 🤭

Not new to tumblr but here we go again

I'm a 32 year old submissive male

My dms are open

This is intended to be a safe space for anyone. However my blog will contain mature content, so this blog is aimed at 18+

Age in Bio when following please otherwise you will be blocked.

hiiiiiii i’m mars here’s a quick list about me 𝜗𝜚

-she/they

-afab

-pfp is jecka from class of ‘09

-obsessed with class of ‘09, rottmnt & fnaf

-neurodivergent

-bisexual

-ambiamorous & ambiverted

-somewhere on the aromantic spectrum

-username is inspired by mushrooms and one of my names

i ♡ talking to people ^^ please send me asks, dms, etc!

Open Dms, hot 😱🌹

Where Have You Been This February?

If there is one good thing that came out of this emotional breakdown that I had recently on my blog, it's that it opened my eyes to many other blogs that have expressed similar sentiments. 

We are from an age of lost souls and misguided ghosts. Through the isolation of quarantine, through our unstable political climates, the mental walls we build for ourselves, and with it being Valentine's weekend- it's no wonder why some of us feel lonely. It's not just an affliction, but a place we find ourselves, and I can't help but think of the strange dreams that I've had about a particular seaside that was forgotten by the sands of time- I want you to know that we can leave here anytime because while you feel lonely, you have never been alone.

Be it your memories that haunt you, or your struggle through the monotony of a hellaish 9-5

Your nights looking up at the ceiling, wondering when your life will begin. I understand that search to find yourself, and feeling no closure or connection to fellow man- and lord knows we’ve tried. Your uncertainty for the future that looks ever bleak,Your struggle to be seen, in a world that constantly disregards the stories that you hold to your heart and the memories behind your eyes- I see these things.  You've suffered, yes, but you don't have to hide. You’ve risen to the occasion before, and I know you can again. I promise someday someone is going to see these things in you as well, and so much more that I could never hope to do justice- the things that light you up with joy and really make you who you are because we are not going to remain lost here.

So be brave, and for the time being just know that if you're alone then you're with me.