Dreams

*please abide by rule 5*

*I am new to writing please go easy on me*

I've always been a dreamer.

When I was a youngster, I often dreamed of being a famous archeologist, or an ace fighter pilot, the list goes on and on.

But now that I've grown up, I find myself dreaming of different things. I still imagine my future, but my dreams have changed. Contracted in scope. Now, instead of dreaming of making scientific discoveries or writing hit music, I dream of having a big strong muscle mommy girlfriend or wife. I dream of flopping through the door after a long hard day, only to land softly in her gentle yet powerful arms, of her hugging me and squeezing me tight (+100 autism) when I'm at my worst, and joining me and celebrating me when I'm at my best. I dream of having someone to recluse from civilisation to a cabin in Maine with my wife, maybe owning an old WWII vintage military plane together (the T-6 Texan is my favourite two-seater) and flying it on weekends. All this and much more.

I still dream. Every day. And I love it.

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u/TheReelSlimShady2 — 1 day ago

loneliness

Ok, now you see, you see me, lying in my bed, wearing a reasonably nice dress on a not very nice body, wishing from the bottom of my heart I had a strong muscle mommy girlfriend or wife to hug me and cuddle me and be with me forever and squeeze me and carry me &c &c... and only having a pillow to hug! Some needle.

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u/TheReelSlimShady2 — 9 days ago