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A fatigued Roseate Spoonbill
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🔞MDNI🔞 ‼️AGE in your BIO or you’ll be BLOCKED‼️ Kristen | 38 | She/her | 🇨🇦 Don’t use pet names with me, unless we’ve previously discussed it. Unsolicited pics are NOT appreciated. Reposting my lewds is ok, unless otherwise stated. ‼️AGE IN BIO or BLOCKED‼️
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The basics:
• Kristen
• Late 30s
• Canadian
• Whiny & annoying
• Horny shitposter
• Reposting pics is ok, unless otherwise stated
• I’m not your mommy, your good girl etc (unless otherwise agreed upon)

(Birdsday Thursday thread linked below.)
I mean I’m asleep.

(My dog woke me up like 15 minutes ago to go outside, so I’m *trying* to fall back to sleep, but I got rained on, I’m cold, I’m overtired and I’m emotional now, sorry.)

(I’ll delete this in the morning.)
My body’s been seen before, there’s nothing new or exciting about it, it’s achingly boring, so no one needs to see it ever again. 🤷🏻‍♀️

People don’t need to perceive me anymore. It’s ok, I’m good, bye.
Sometimes I’m tempted to post a lewd (from the archive), but then I wonder why bother. There are so many beautiful and gorgeous women and femmes in larger bodies in this space, I’m not necessary, my body isn’t needed.
My anxiety is telling me that I’m not wanted, both in general, but also in a very specific situation. I feel like I’m about to have an anxiety attack, the more I think about it, so I’m going to sleep now. I also think that I’m getting a migraine, again.

Goodnight and sleep well, timeline. 💜
Someone older than me, bigger than me, with a low voice calling me their baby(girl), or something similar, telling me how much they love me, while I melt into their arms on this chilly & rainy night, lying in bed & covered with a warm blanket… would probably fix everything that’s wrong with me.
It’s actually a crime that I haven’t done this yet, and that no one’s calling me up right now asking if we can do this tomorrow. Tsk tsk tsk. 😒
Kinktober2025 - Oct 21 - Outdoors 🏞️
Do you think maybe there’s been a chemical shift in my body, since I’m no longer a v-word? Or maybe it’s just because I’m now thirty-[redacted] years old. Hmm… science side of tumblr pls explain!
So anyway, can somebody please explain to me why this year, for the first time, I started getting colourful auras before a headache or migraine hits? I *never* got them growing up, but now I get them all the time.
I’ve been getting migraines since grade 2, and I’ve been prone to migraines and headaches for my entire life. The only thing that’s changed in the last couple of years is that I used to be able to go to bed with a migraine, knowing I’d wake up without one, but now I wake up with it still there. 🤷🏻‍♀️
Or something. Just… just ignore me. 🫥
I need someone to slowly, sensuously and softly make love to me in the woods, while the birds flit to and fro and the red, orange, and gold autumn leaves fall around us, framing my body, turning me into an art nouveau painting, with you as the master painter, making a masterpiece out of me.
Me and you, when? 🥺👉🏻👈🏻
I saw a video last night on the clock app that was super simple, just a girl eating pancakes in Japan while talking about how her life has changed. At one point she said “it’ll be ok in the end. And if it’s not ok right now, it’s not the end” and it honestly really hit me.

So anyway, good morning.
I’m really surprised this makes any sense bc I blinked too long and hard while actively typing it and sort of “fell asleep”. The word “goodnight” had a few extra letters in it, but autocorrect helped me out (for once) there.
I mean I’m asleep.
I’m honestly pretty exhausted tbh
I’m sleepy, cold, touch starved, and needy. I’d like to request cuddles, and for you to slip it inside of me while I drift off to sleep. Please and thank you, and goodnight. 💜
I must admit that it’s getting more and more difficult to not fully and completely believe the things that my mother tells me about… well, about myself.

Can you put airfare or hotel/airbnb stays on throne? Because if I could, I would. Just to get out of here for a bit during the worst of winter.
Same.
Or both. Both would be greatly appreciated. 😓
I need a hug or a good hard fuck.
And yet, here I sit on a couch, and not on anyone’s lap while on a park bench. 🥺😭
The physiotherapist is gonna be pissed when I see her on Friday. I had no choice, I was tasked with sweeping and using the little steam-cleaner to clean the floors, so I had to. And now my arm is aching. 😪
I’ve been so damn busy AGAIN today and I’m tiiiiiiired. What the heck is this about?? I haven’t had any appointments or anything, but somehow this is the first time I’ve been able to sit my ass down since 8:30 this morning. 🙃
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Hm. Typing this out made me realize that my mother is sort of like a high school bully, and now I want to scream.

Well, bedtime I guess. Hopefully I’ll be able to sleep, even though I’m now annoyed and angry ah haha fuck. Goodnight. ✌🏻
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…and then “reminding” me, with actual joy on her face, that The Cute Boy could have *any* girl in the world, that “he has other women that he takes *birding*”, so I shouldn’t think I’m in any way special. And then she cackles at me. Not laughs, cackles at me like a witch, as I stand in silence.
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And now, any possible “next adventure” talk is basically just her bringing up nearly every single thing I could ever have doubts or fears about, her telling me about how she “just knows” that a potential location is “full of crazies” (??what??)…
Rant 1/4
My posts not too long ago about being confused & conflicted for weeks/months mostly stem from my last American Adventure + my mother. Ever since I sat down in the car to drive to Toronto, she’s been filling my head with doubts and guilt about going on that, and any future adventures.