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『ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴇɴᴄʏᴄʟᴏᴘᴇᴅɪᴀ』

ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴇɴᴄʏᴄʟᴏᴘᴇᴅɪᴀ.

My purpose is to illustrate and educate you about all kinds of kinks and sexual preferences in the best way possible. 

Press one of the letters, and let us begin.

[This series will be updated soon. It will not be necessarily by alphabetical order.]

Please select a letter to begin.

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› [A] is for Anal

› [B] is for Breeding Kink 

› [C] is for Cuckholding

› [D] is for Dominance

› [E] is for Electrostimulation

› [F] is for Fire Play

› [G] is for Gagging

› [H] is for Humiliation 

› [I] is for Impact Play

› [J] is for Japanese Bondage

› [K] is for Knife Play

› [L] is for Leather/Latex

› [M] is for Masochism

› [N] is for Nylons 

› [O] is for Orgasm Denial

› [P] is for Pegging

› [Q] is for Quirofilia 

› [R] is for Role Play 

› [S] is for Sensory Depravation

› [T] is for Telephonicophilia

› [U] is for Underwear fetish

› [V] is for Voyeurism 

› [W] is for Whipping

› [X] is for Xenophilia

› [Y] is for -

› [Z] is for Zelophilia

This is the new YouTube thighs workout I made. I’ll post photos if I remember.

95. Because this time last year you swore you'd be thin by now.

You wanna know what happens when you're starving?

Your hair gets thin and limp. Noticeably. You don’t have enough nutrients to help it stay healthy.

You get so. Fucking. Cold. All the time. People don’t want to touch you, because you’re so cold. You’ll be shivering under a blanket, in a hot tub, by a fire, wherever you are.

You’ve heard that seeing food will be upsetting? You have no idea. Even if it’s nowhere near you, or on a screen, or in the hands of a stranger, you’ll resent it because you want it. Some nights you’ll start crying because you miss it so much.

Everything will become numbers. You aren’t just walking your dog anymore, you’re counting the minutes and calories you’re burning. You aren’t enjoying a warm day, you’re trying to figure out if the higher temperatures are making your heart rate go up so you burn faster.

Your social life will die. You’ll be skittish and avoid people when they have food in case they offer some. You’ll say no to parties and dates and meet-ups because you think there might be food. You’ll grow paranoid, terrified of people finding out. You’ll start to despise people who love you solely because they want to help.

You’ll hurt. That pang in your chest? It’s probably because you’re not eating. Your stomach? Say goodbye to its silence. Your butt? It’ll hurt whenever you sit down. You’ll get headaches, heart pains, even breathing will eventually become exhausting.

And eventually, you’ll die. Maybe you ate more than usual and couldn’t handle the thought of gaining, and exercised so much that your heart overexerted itself. Maybe you actually did gain, and that enough was enough to make you swallow a handful of pills. Maybe your blood pressure lowered to fatal levels, or maybe you passed out and hit your head on a table.

It all ends the same.

Don’t let the “pro ana’s” fool you, this isn’t a glamorous lifestyle. This is a deadly and painful illness.

I feel like a lot of people need to remember that before they skip their meals.

Don’t do this to yourselves, you gorgeous humans. You deserve to live. You deserve friends. You deserve love.

You deserve to eat.

WHAT NOBODY TELLS YOU ABOUT FASTING

For gum chewers: Nobody tells you that you will expel a storm of wind out of nowhere or whenever you drink water.

Nobody tells you that your legs will feel like literal jello if you go past 24hrs.

Nobody tells you that after a certain point you’ll have a constant headache.

Nobody tells you that your stomach will growl loud enough for a whole room of people to hear.

Nobody tells you about the pain in your ribs.

Nobody tells you that you’re going to feel like you’re going vomit the lack of anything in your stomach.

But what we do tell you, is that you’ll get used to it.