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got an idea from someone to call this "fanny friday" was the slow motion a good idea yes or no? hope you're all doing well❤️

I really do apologize for my absence, I have not forgotten about the people that support me and I am working on a special thank you for each of your wonderful demonstrations of patience during this trying time for me. I've worked on a new bio to use and I'm uploading the first photo set I put real effort into in a while. Included below❤️:
Good morning and I appreciate you taking the time to glance over my little disorganized corner of the internet. My name is Sam and I am a 20 year old professional crisis-haver from the Midwest USA, before I delve more into myself and this page, I'd like to give explanations and share some recent revelations I was unfortunately f.orced to make. I have always considered myself a lucky person and knew this since I was very y.oung, but I naively never considered when that luck may run out. I admire both of my parents dearly and their efforts in trying to provide a happy and fruitful lifestyle, and not just because now more than ever I have realized it's not easy. I feel they successfully equipped me with most everything I would need to get through life while simultaneously reserving dependable morals and values for what I feel is integral aspects of our responsibilities as human beings. The only struggle I consistently witnessed growing up was both of my parents in their reocurring battle with a deep depression. As a consequence of these struggles there was always a sense of ignorance when it came to understanding appropriate emotional responses to daily events. Some days I would have more of an idea of how to act around my parents although most days I would not, but regardless of how distant I may have felt at times, my love for them is and always has been unwavering. They were not neglectful in any sense of the word but instead I am the one that feels I neglected to help them when they needed it most. Christmas night of 2021 my fathers turmoil came to a head. I felt helpless listening to how much emotional anguish my role model was suffering through. There was so many different things being said that because of my lack of understanding in how to handle these situations, I felt it best to hide in my room the remainder of the night, even after he'd call for me multiple times.. I will carry the weight of this indecisiveness with me for the rest of my life as it lead to the loss of one of the most important people to me. It is imperative to me that no one I know goes feeling alone or like they can't open up about needing help but I will go on feeling I failed to extend that effort to my own family. These revelations have pushed me to concern myself with the more important details of life that should be prioritized, making strides where before I had been lackluster. Although I took an unexpected break, dressing up and dressing down for content is something I genuinely enjoy doing when I can find the time. I like hearing what people's thoughts are almost as much as I like actually playing with myself, but my realizations also encouraged me to make changes to my standards for my sex work, that being, to not make it feel like work. I will always promote a list of these stipulations to avoid any confusion or hard feelings.
-I do not stick by a specific post schedule or guidelines for any amount of photos or videos, however, my only goal right now is to release a full b/g video each month, some months there might be more than one but there should always at least be one each month starting May.
-I do not want to go against my genuine feelings and pretend I'm interested in catching your attention through a ridiculous sounding caption like "would you breed me?🥵🥵🥺🥺" because you will look if you really want to look and it just really doesn't seem worth it to degrade my intelligence for a few extra clicks.
-I do not ever engage at all with photoshop or any face tune filters, and I do not make an effort to cover up the acne that naturally forms on everyone's bodies.
-I run my pages very atypically and I am more reliant on the friendly connection that I am able to build with the different people looking for some of my type of eye-candy, if this doesn't sound like the type of profile you'd like to frequent then I hope you can eventually find something that fits your preferences and I appreciate just the consideration.
-I do not have a lot of free time for many things, this includes keeping a text conversation going for longer than 30 min. I go to school and work and the rest of my productivity is spent picking up after people in my house and desperately trying to stay organized, so when I am actually motivated to find a will to live, I usually use that motivation for things not related to sex work, this is the cause for such a slow uploading schedule but this has started to shift into more of a balance between sex work and normal responsibilities/leisure.

I listen to a lot of different music, but some artists I suggest to you are: "The Claypool Lennon Delrium" "Crumb" and "Still Woozy"
Let me know some artists you enjoy listening to? I have around 600 hours in Stardew Valley so I think it's safe to say my preference for video games is story-driven or a simulator, my other notable favorites/go-to's would be Skyrim and Oblivion, Rimworld, Subnautica, Outlast, To the Moon, Resident Evil 7, Portal, and Binding of Isaac, but I don't get to be on my computer as much as I'd like.
My productivity for my artwork has not been prioritized as it should but it still comes in waves and I'd like to start an effort to share my work more often, to maybe even eventually sell some too.
My turn ons are: nice big hands, lip biting, back rubs and words of encouragement, which means if I know how much I turn you on, it turns me on even more.
I am quite truthfully somewhat reserved in person and don't like to be around a lot of people, I have my moments of confidence, maybe more than others, but that's not so unusual when my thought processes are in a constant screaming match.

My paid page mainly consists of the photo sets I take in various lewd outfits with a couple different videos of varying objectives, as of now most of my content has been customs which I don't post on my page, but I have recently decided to add one video to all photo sets from now on. I offer customs, sexting, ratings, panty selling and video calls for an extra charge. Any contributions you feel comfortable making will be indefinitely helpful in covering my education expenses and the abundance of maintence and home repairs now put soley on me and my mother from the house we were left. Please don't be afraid to ask for something freaky there is no judgement here and I do hope you enjoy what you see❤️

I know people usually record themselves taking their clothes off rather than putting them on with this website but because of my absence I wanted to post something at least and try something different. It has been really very hard and I appreciate everyone who has stuck around. once I get into a rhythm of posting again I'll be sure to reward those of you that have been so kind to extend your sympathy. I thought a little "get ready with me" video of me getting dressed for work would be a nice and easy way to start posting again, so please let me know if you like this concept or if you'd rather just see me taking my clothes off because i'd like to make this little video a regular thing.. I've been back at work for a couple weeks now, and I am set up to start my schooling for multimedia and web design this upcoming summer semester as per my fathers and my own wish. I hope to post more on here while attending school because I won't be working so much, but I will still need all the financial help I can get now especially more than ever because my dad was our only provider. things have been chaotic for me lately but I just really truly appreciate any sympathy and patience. I have a few different things in the works for this account, and something that should be coming soon is some b/g content, but for now here are the few things I've managed to take during my absence, I hope you enjoy. ❤

I don't know if this is an appropriate place to put this but I've found this to be the only space I feel comfortable I guess. I know I had made a post previously that expressed my frustration but not accurately how much I had actually relied on my mother and father alike. the events that had unfolded over the past months are the most traumatic things I've had to deal with. watching my fathers depression come to a head is what I can only describe as the most emotionally painful and nervewracking experience that I would never wish upon a soul. with me being the only one home the night and days following it happened it has added to my guilt immeasurably because I was just in my room. I had been told by my mother before that he had addiction problems with alcohol before I was born although I was never unfortunate enough to witness it until I noticed him start drinking again late 2019 but it didn't become a real problem until this year when the appreciation for whiskey started. I really learned first hand on Thanksgiving that he didn't know his limit when to stop, my mom wasn't home and because he was so intoxicated he felt comfortable telling me and asking me inappropriate and suggestive things and eventually started touching me. I said I had to go to the bathroom and I was going to bed so I was able to get away briefly but I still had to kind of check on him because he was so drun.k I essentially had to baby sit him. I did not like the fact I had to deal with him in this state but I felt guilty and feel even more guilty now because I feel like you are supposed to want to help your parents when they are like that but just because of what he was saying to me I did not want to give him opportunity to do or say anything else. all of these conflicting thoughts and emotions add to my turmoil and confusion. the person I would see my father turn into these nights was not the person who raised me, and definitely not the person who had helped me with my own personal struggle for a will to live years prior. my father was a very hurt and damaged man it was something I had always seen, and I was never afforded the details only because his struggle was opening up and I'm sure he wanted to protect whatever image he wanted me to have of him but nothing was worth understanding he was suffering but not understanding how to help. Christmas night I rushed home after getting a phone call from my mother saying he was talking about going to "see" our family dog who he had to put down only a couple years ago. my mom was not home for a few days and the entire drive home I was terrified of the reality of living without a person that had been such a source of support and love my entire life. when I got home he was the most drun.k I'd ever seen him, hysterical and crying on his way outside to sit next to the burial spot for our dog, I sat with him for a little bit probably around 45 min outside before I got too cold and I told him he needs to get help and I can't lose him and he just kept getting more and more incoherent and started saying inappropriate things to me so I got fed up and I ended up yelling at him to go to bed and I told him I couldn't take it anymore and he needs to stop fucking drinking, I went inside after that just feeling the most anxious and scared but he came inside about an hour later, stood in my doorway and called my name but I pretended to be asleep.. he came back to call my name again and I just pretended to be asleep.. I heard him call my brothers name who doesn't live with us, i heard him get a lot of water from the fridge and get into bed. I was texting my friends the entire night not knowing what I should do, terrified and crying and wishing i didn't have to deal with it, not knowing just the next day I'd be wishing I could deal with it again. I didn't check on him after I yelled at him until the next day, and I don't know why. I was just scared. if I would have checked on him sooner, things would be different, but I was here and I didn't do anything, he was already gone when I went to check and in turn a light my life was snuffed out.
dealing with the imagery of everything after the fact is the hardest thing I've had to cope with, I'm still scared now more than ever and now equally as lost. he did not deserve to suffer mentally like he did, we complain about our parents but he was really the best I could've hoped for.
I had a dream I got to say I'm sorry, you told me it wasn't my fault, and I like to think it was something a little more than a dream.

I'd like to add what I spoke at the service:
I remember getting picked up by my dad being one of my favorite experiences as a chil.d
I remember how sad I used to get when I would imagine getting so big my dad couldn't pick me up anymore
I remember using his mtn dew bottle to bury a time capsule under the brick sidewalk I helped him place in the front yard
I remember explaining to him how to play my princess game he agreed to play with me on the Nintendo
I remember rooting for different contestants when watching big brother together
I remember sitting next to him watching him complete resident evil 5 on my xbox, which sparked my love for the series
I remember how excited he was to show me how fast his new Camaro went
I remember standing on his feet for the father daughter dances, not realizing how incredibly lucky I actually was
I remember hearing sport related hoots and hollers bellowing through the halls from the invested couple
I remember his selflessness and willingness to contribute
I remember heeding his advice when facing problems in school
I remember the breakfast burritos he would make, and how happy he was when serving his fettuccine Alfredo, or just when he had company to cook with
I remember valuing most of the advice he gave me, because I remember considering him the most tremendous father and all I've ever wanted to do is make him proud of me
I remember how happy he was to have me and my newfound sister getting along
I remember how much he really really loved his four legged best friend Jack,
I remember how much he loved his family, being vast and undefined, everything he did had care and concern for his family front and center, even if that's not how it was originally interpreted
and I will always remember how much he helped me with my struggles

aside from my mom, my dad was the person I looked up to the most in my life. The admiration I've always felt is immeasurable, I can attribute a lot of my values and morals coming from watching him be a kind stranger, generous friend, appreciative, caring husband, motivating hard worker, sincere, supportive father, and just in general a genuinely outstanding family man. I can never truly express how grateful I am for my dad teaching me everything I know, but with that being said, none of us can be perfect, and the only thing that was hard to learn was how to address and express my emotions properly, and thanks to the observational skills I was taught I could tell that he also struggled with knowing what to say and when to say it. It was because of this shared struggle of understanding emotions that I felt like I was only able to watch and listen as my dad gradually demonstrated all the cries for help found harbored in a confused and hurt individual. I felt helpless most nights not knowing what I could do, or more likely, not wanting to have those uncomfortable and difficult conversations about life's struggles. It was Christmas night that my dad reiterated to me like he had before that he could have done better and felt he had been a bad father, and all I could do was the same thing I did every time he told me this, I wanted him to know he was the best I could ask for, and he always did his best for me and his family and I loved him so much for it. It hurt me that I couldn't offer better words of comfort to him, and it hurt me that I could see his pain but could not see a way to urge him to ask for help. my dad was a stoic man when he did not need to be, there are many things he left with me that I will hold so close to me for the rest of my life, but after seeing its effects first hand, I strongly encourage everyone here to not suffer in silence, and do not subscribe to the notion that asking for help makes you weak. I encourage you to start those difficult and uncomfortable conversations, because you're going to wish you had. I encourage you to not shy away from your emotions, because you are never alone in the way you feel. I am in utter despair that because of our misunderstandings, I will never get to have any conversations now, I will never get to tell him about plans for college, I will never get to have him walk me down the aisle, I will never get to tell him when I'm expecting a new family member, I will never get to try to make him laugh, or remind him I love him. I am in equal despair for my mother who is without a husband to share her life with, and I am heartbroken that I can no longer watch them grow old together. I'm in despair for my grandmother who is without a son to hold, as well as my great grandmother, without a grandson, knowing they shared a special bond they both cherished very deeply, because regardless of any flaws or struggles, there is a bright, lovable, goofy, and smart-ass soul that will be so dearly missed, by so many people, and even now I feel like I could never have enough time or the right words to express how tremendous of a man my father truly was, to sign off, I want to read you a poem I'd written for his birthday in recent years

here is your card
it didn't cost a dime
but here are some kisses
for all the rough times
here is past memories
to remember our fun
but just so you know
it doesn't mean that's done,
and here is my gratitude,
for old man number one

hello all, my dad has recently passed away. I'm not sure when I will be posting again, I'm sorry for any inconvenience or disappointment. I do enjoy making content but I don't know when I will be back so I am sorry

Hello all, this seasonal depression has honestly really hit me like a train this year.. I know I seem to take a lot of breaks and I just want it to be known that I don't do that on purpose, I made this account when I was riding a wave of self indulged confidence and had an admittedly surprising amount of extra time compared to now— just a couple months later. I suppose these are the years of my life to be occupied consistently by events and decisions that will fight to be prioritized and determine a lot of my future, which can be a heavy enough realization on its own, without the weight of a world pandemic being a disheartening reminder of our mortality, fuel for our own complex anxieties, and an inspiration of ignorance and pessimism. I did not ever plan on treating this as a "job" I wanted it more like a hobby where I could share things I've been eager to share but had nowhere to go before, so it is my fault for any lack of transparency and I'm really sorry for any dissatisfaction due to me just starting out, but I have a lot of fun contributing to this site and I do hope I can fix it up to be something I'm proud of and worth your time❤ I've noticed that each year I find it more difficult during this season to stay optimistic just about myself and about life in general. I currently live with my parents still but it's at the top of my list to find my own place because I can only describe living there as nervewracking and constantly draining, they are the type to tell you that they won't judge you for something and then instead judge you with 1,000 stares and some backhanded remark to top it off, they are still married and they don't argue very often but what I'm mainly referring to is my entire life I've grown up watching my parents fall deeper and deeper into a depression but act like nothing was wrong and it's getting to a point that is driving me mad. I'm left feeling useless and helpless because I don't what kind of person what likes to see their parents suffer in silence but I don't know what to do about it, because of their nature I'm not very well equipped to deal with emotional trials like that and I think it's just even harder to deal with emotional problems within families as a whole but I don't know. I've tried coming up with my own tools to help me out of this funk but I think this season is just made for setbacks (my biggest setback has been my family issues I mentioned in a previous post) and the tools I come up can only help so much. some times I think I need help and advice from a professional, just to know how to deal and live a productive life. when I told one of my friends I was thinking I needed therapy, their response was, "therapy is for lonely people who don't have anyone to talk to" and him saying that just made me feel even worse actually because I didn't think it was an appropriate thing to say to someone that had just expressed they need help, and I don't even think what he said is true, so needless to say I'm not talking to that friend currently. the most prevelant feeling I've been getting is just fear of the unknown, not knowing where I will be in the next year or ten years, not knowing if I will have the same people I care about now, not knowing who I have to live without first in my old age, not knowing if I will even live to my old age. you would assume thoughts like these would invoke a feeling of enthusiasm to start doing the most with my life while I still can, but instead I just feel like I'm looking up from the bottom of a deep dark pit. I imagine other people don't have this problem when having thoughts like that, and in turn that makes me feel like there is something wrong with me. I'm hoping this new year can bring new opportunities for me to better myself and my mindset, and maybe a therapist if I can get the funds. I feel lucky I've been afforded the pleasure of getting to know a lot of you personally, and each of our conversations really just motivate me that much more, I just wish I could more actively and audibly show my appreciation. it's been a while since I freely expressed myself in such a way so regardless I'm just happy I could have this opportunity. I'm sorry if any of this sounds like excuses, I just thought I would try to give an explanation, and who knows, if you like hearing what is in my head I can make more of an effort to share things like that on here too. what I can say is that I feel a lot better after talking with some of you, and I have gotten more motivation back and I'm more excited now to make content for my page by the end of the week that I hope you all will like, but I wanted to post these here as a thank you for any support and patience. couldn't thank you all enough. hope you stick around❤ sorry again

a photo dump of the pictures I thought couldn't make the cut or I convinced myself to not post them for some reason, but after thinking about it I figure at least one person will appreciate them🪐💫

I'm sorry for the mini hiatus🖤 I was dealing with family issues but after this week I will try harder to make more time for content❤ this is the first time I've put so much effort into an outfit/costume so let me know what you think? the full 9min video is available to buy if you want to see me use my toy to make a mess💦

here you can watch part of my routine after my shower ❤ it helps keep my ass so soft⭐

just a little throwback to when I got my first anal toy 💋 I hope its made your day a little better😁 I'm off to be horny at work now