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Meena(kshi) aka your queen

Constantly torn between my “FUCK MEN” mood and my “fuck…men” mood

I’m starting to forget what your face looked like when I’d be on top of you. I’m starting to forget the way you grabbed my skin. I’m starting to forget what that smirk looked like when you put your head against my thighs. I’ve already forgotten what your moans sounded like.
Here’s to new beginnings I guess.

I’m getting my sex drive back oops

HELP
someone recommend me a good synth which also has a pad for me to make percussion beats and put them on loop
Think: tuneyards’ little desk concert