Here I am asking myself... Why have I never done this before? hahaha How delicious! 💦 Now I have a break, but if I can do it later I'll come back.

I'm in class, bored and horny... I'll try to get online!!! (Note: I'm wearing a dress and no panties)

Aaain, I traveled! So, I'm here to say that I'm back, without stopping being Doce e Devassa! 😂

These last few days I've been missing because I was robbed. I'm still upset and I like being here to be good company, but it's passing and little by little I'm coming back... Today I managed to get in a little bit and at least for an hour I was able to disconnect from everything, forget all my problems. So good 💛

I'm loving the feedback on my stories 🥰😍😘 This makes me excited! I want to post more and more! Every message I receive makes me so happy 🥰

I asked support to change my nickname, now I'll be Doce Devassa 🍭✨ Academic life has been consuming me a lot and, when I'm here, I want lightness, pleasure... I don't want to think about life's problems and this change, that's what it's about. Excited to live and feel this new phase!

I'm so grateful for the kindness! Speechless 💛 I'm slowly responding to all the DMs! But I feel like you've lifted 500 tons off my shoulders... 500 tons of pure self-demand and limiting perfectionism...

I've always been here, coming and going, without ever really having the frequency or creating the content I'd like. I lacked time, and to be honest, I also lacked courage. I've been coming here regularly for about three months now, at least every week, and I've found a space here where I can alleviate the longing for a more social routine... a space where I connect with incredible people, discover myself, strengthen my self-esteem, and empower myself. Here, I can experiment, feel, express myself, let off steam, play, and dream. And I confess I thought a lot before coming here to share this with you. But where I'm living is horrible and a mess; I'm slowly renovating, and right now, that's what's limiting me most when it comes to creating content. Because little by little, I've been building up the courage, and wow, I love it! I'm embarrassed to open up about it, but... So, please, if anything, ignore it!

“I was crazy, but I learned that being crazy was simply refusing to accept half-measures, imposed silences, forced accommodation. Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.” Anäis Nin

I was thinking about going online without much expectation, but in an attempt to at least avoid falling asleep feeling frustrated, I did. My mind racing once again, spinning between the present and the future. I simply took off the old sweatshirt I was wearing and put on a half-open robe. My body was crying out for some kind of change in temperature, in sensation. The cold still enveloped me, a cold that's not just from the weather, but also from the day itself. A cold that lodges itself in the skin, making it tingle, while a hot restlessness simmered inside. A contrast difficult to explain. Until he arrived... More than two hours passed without me noticing, as if time had been suspended just for us. My body responded to the invisible stimuli. Each imagined touch ignited a spark beneath my skin, making my breathing quicken and my senses heighten. I overflowed, not once, not twice, not three times; I lost count. Luckily or insistently, today, I wasn't overcome by the day. I finished warm, despite the freezing day.

I'll be finishing my day soon 🙌 I think I'll stay online for a bit to see if this cold weather gets better, it's so bad!

The story I posted yesterday got almost 220 THOUSAND views… I'm in shock! I had no idea the site's reach would be that big 👀

Productive day. I managed to catch up on my studies, clean, shop, prepare the week's lunches, do some cardio... wow, it was great, but I'm tense and so tired... My mind is already on next week. I just sat in front of the computer, thinking about going online, relaxing a bit... but I kept looking at my profile... Thinking... Thinking... So many things. So many ideas. So many desires. But also, so many insecurities and fears. Anyway, minds aflutter. Since I no longer have social media... here I am. Thinking out loud. Does anyone here care about written posts? Just curious!