doug-50321961 @doug-50321961
I have been sitting here in bed for what feels like hours, lost in thought. My long, curly hair has spread out across the pillow behind me, its reddish-brown strands tangled and messy from a long day of dealing with people. I've had to put on a fake smile all day at work, and now I just want to escape into my own little world.
I'm so exhausted that all I can do is lie here and stare blankly up at the ceiling. My body feels heavy and weighed down by the stress and anxiety of the past few weeks. It's hard to believe it's only been a month since everything started falling apart. Now, more than ever, I need some time to myself.
As I lay here on my stomach, I feel the softness of the blankets beneath me. The warmth of my body is comforting as it radiates out into the cool air around me. My legs are spread wide, and I can't help but think about how vulnerable this makes me feel. At least when I'm like this, I can relax a little bit more.
My ass and vagina are exposed to the air, and even though it's nothing that anyone else should see, it feels liberating somehow. It's as if by showing these intimate parts of myself, I've taken back control from all the people who have been trying to suffocate me lately.
I'm feeling restless now, so I'll just relax for a bit longer before getting up and going about
