Hey There Dalilah 🏳️‍⚧️ (@guiltyqueerxxx) 's Twitter Profile
Hey There Dalilah 🏳️‍⚧️

@guiltyqueerxxx

Rude bitch, the fuck d'you want?

Lesbian and Monster Hunter turbo-autist
Adult human female

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calendar_today16-08-2023 12:31:32

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˖°✧ (@s74rr1) 's Twitter Profile Photo

sleep deprived little puppy, so easy to take advantage of. no thoughts running around in its fuzzy little head. it would be so simple to slip in a few thoughts of your own in there, watch it struggle to resist you. it'll break in the end after all, that's what it wants

Hey There Dalilah 🏳️‍⚧️ (@guiltyqueerxxx) 's Twitter Profile Photo

Does anyone know why I feel like I don't and can never fit in anywhere, and can't believe anyone really loves me or wants me around? Genuine question.

Hey There Dalilah 🏳️‍⚧️ (@guiltyqueerxxx) 's Twitter Profile Photo

Girl with repulsively high sex drive found off-putting by everyone she's ever been baited into expressing her sexuality with and now performs worse because of it:

Hey There Dalilah 🏳️‍⚧️ (@guiltyqueerxxx) 's Twitter Profile Photo

Girl whom has been told by multiple people that she's great but lacks the substance of a real person and therefore cannot provide anything more for anyone but surface level enjoyment on their way to their true loves while she remains alone and unclaimed again:

Hey There Dalilah 🏳️‍⚧️ (@guiltyqueerxxx) 's Twitter Profile Photo

Girl who keeps herself in check and makes sure never to enjoy herself too much, nor get too comfortable because she's always been temporary before, so why would now be any different.

Hey There Dalilah 🏳️‍⚧️ (@guiltyqueerxxx) 's Twitter Profile Photo

I've lost the battle with my emotions today, I fear. I can't relax. This girl has been led on and heartbroken by literally every single person who has ever expressed romantic interest towards me. Really, it's more like "romantic ambivalence". "I'll let her love me till I move on"

V 🏳️‍⚧️ (@lesbianger) 's Twitter Profile Photo

I’m still trying to deprogram the part of my brain that tells me my worth is linked to my money. I remember the nights with my girlfriends where I cried as they slept, because I couldn’t give them the life I thought they deserved. And, how I pushed them away to save them from me.