Honey
@ht-honey.bsky.social
Gin drinking, bipolar delight. Maybe.
Depends what you are hoping for.
December 4, 2025 at 2:12 PM
Depends what you are hoping for.
That's a good guess. It is a deliberately corrupted version so that its true meaning is only known to any I share it with. Its meaning is woven in intention into my skin while the tattoo was inked.
December 4, 2025 at 2:12 PM
That's a good guess. It is a deliberately corrupted version so that its true meaning is only known to any I share it with. Its meaning is woven in intention into my skin while the tattoo was inked.
I am a behavioural economist's nudging dream.
December 1, 2025 at 7:47 PM
I am a behavioural economist's nudging dream.
It makes me laugh too. 31 years of cat ownership because of an already installed cat flap.
December 1, 2025 at 7:46 PM
It makes me laugh too. 31 years of cat ownership because of an already installed cat flap.
Taking care of yourself is important.
December 1, 2025 at 7:34 PM
Taking care of yourself is important.
Just dont get tempted to get a dog so that you can make use of the offer. I did get my first cat because I bought a house that had a cat flap.
December 1, 2025 at 7:33 PM
Just dont get tempted to get a dog so that you can make use of the offer. I did get my first cat because I bought a house that had a cat flap.
Think of all the chaos you could get up to. Or, have a hot chocolate and an early night.
December 1, 2025 at 7:32 PM
Think of all the chaos you could get up to. Or, have a hot chocolate and an early night.
The tender contrast of the gentlest trail of his fingertips across my skin. The way I melted, connected to his touch.
December 1, 2025 at 2:38 PM
The tender contrast of the gentlest trail of his fingertips across my skin. The way I melted, connected to his touch.
Later, on my back with my legs chained to the ceiling hook, he used the steel toys. Not just the toy, he caned me while I had nowhere to hide. He caned me until I came and came.
November 30, 2025 at 5:35 PM
Later, on my back with my legs chained to the ceiling hook, he used the steel toys. Not just the toy, he caned me while I had nowhere to hide. He caned me until I came and came.
Sometimes the rhythm of the whip took me floating. Sometimes, the sight of him, masked and strong made me try to disappear behind the scaffolding pole.
November 30, 2025 at 5:17 PM
Sometimes the rhythm of the whip took me floating. Sometimes, the sight of him, masked and strong made me try to disappear behind the scaffolding pole.
The whip was cruel. The strike. The snake. The movement. The energy. It cut into me, taking me away from reality. Some strikes pushed energy into me, taking me higher. Some ripping into me and making me pinned with the extreme heat.
November 30, 2025 at 5:13 PM
The whip was cruel. The strike. The snake. The movement. The energy. It cut into me, taking me away from reality. Some strikes pushed energy into me, taking me higher. Some ripping into me and making me pinned with the extreme heat.
Thank you. Plus, I love the phrase awesome sauce.
November 30, 2025 at 10:35 AM
Thank you. Plus, I love the phrase awesome sauce.
It is terrifying that people are so sure that they aren't in the wrong that they are not even ashamed of it. It is impossible to be safe.
November 29, 2025 at 9:54 PM
It is terrifying that people are so sure that they aren't in the wrong that they are not even ashamed of it. It is impossible to be safe.
If i hadn't been so focused on protecting mine, I would have sought to take action.
November 29, 2025 at 9:39 PM
If i hadn't been so focused on protecting mine, I would have sought to take action.
And thank you for always being so supportive.
November 29, 2025 at 6:22 PM
And thank you for always being so supportive.
Solidarity with you for the monitoring.
November 29, 2025 at 5:04 PM
Solidarity with you for the monitoring.
So many typos. My phone is rebelling.
November 29, 2025 at 3:50 PM
So many typos. My phone is rebelling.
Treating others with mercy and grace comes more naturally than remembering to breathe. I am doing better at doing it to myself.
November 29, 2025 at 2:36 PM
Treating others with mercy and grace comes more naturally than remembering to breathe. I am doing better at doing it to myself.