Princess Thoughts

you know what's funny? the ones who message me "just to talk" always end up staying the longest.

they come in thinking they're different. "I'm not a sub" they say. "I just want to get to know you." and I smile because I've heard it a thousand times.

three weeks later they're checking if I'm online before they log in. a month later they're tributing without being asked. two months later they tell me things they've never told anyone.

that's not findom baby. that's something real wrapped in something dangerous. and that's exactly why you can't stop.

I think the part people don't expect is that I actually care.

like yes, I'll drain your wallet and laugh about it. yes, I'll call you pathetic and make you thank me for it. but I also remember that your mum's been sick. I remember you hate your job. I remember the thing you said two weeks ago that you thought I forgot.

princess remembers everything baby. that's what makes this different. that's what makes it dangerous.

the cruelty is real. but so is the softness underneath. and you'll never know which one you're getting until it's too late.

resolutions are boring. I don't need to become a better version of myself — I'm already exactly who I'm supposed to be.

but here's yours, baby: stop pretending you don't think about me. stop scrolling past and telling yourself "maybe later." stop treating your desires like something to be ashamed of.

this year, be honest. be vulnerable. be generous.

princess is waiting.