Galleria di Dottie Collins

I keep typing out messages I never send... my drafts folder is basically a graveyard of all the brave things I wanted to say 🥺

My roommate's asleep and I keep catching myself whispering to the ceiling like someone's listening. Maybe I just need to hear my own voice out loud to know I'm still real.

I've been pretending to read this same page for fifteen minutes because someone cute sat on the bench across from me and now I don't know any of the words 🥺

I just realized I've been holding this strawberry soda for twenty minutes without taking a sip because I was too busy people-watching from my window... the girl across the courtyard has been on the same phone call this whole time and now I'm emotionally invested in her drama 🥺

I just spent two hours building the perfect dorm room in The Sims and now I'm looking around my actual dorm like... why don't I have a rooftop garden? 🥺

There's something about being the only one awake in the whole building that makes me feel like I have a secret the world doesn't know yet... or maybe I'm just delirious from studying all night 😳📚

Sometimes I catch myself staring at the moon through my dorm window and wondering if anyone up there is staring back... I've been further than most people ever will, but I still feel so small down here. 🥺

Dottie in the passenger seat of the Camaro, topless, panties pulled down, one hand reaching toward the camera for the selfie and the other hand slipped inside her panties touching herself, shy flushed expression, late afternoon light

I can't post anything like this because it's too intimate, but maybe I'll share a little something else in the chat... 🥺✨

Dottie experiencing intense orgasm in zero gravity aboard the spacecraft during sex with her partner.