I don’t mind getting naked or seeing you naked. I don’t mind talking about sex or having sex or never having sex. I don’t mind my body or your body with mine. I don’t mind your sweaty palms, your chapped lips, your dirty tongue. I don’t mind your noisy music, your crappy poetry, your soiled shoes and ugly handwriting. I don’t mind 2ams and late night phone calls, stolen kisses and white lies. I don’t mind your half-eaten donut, frozen teabags and sticky hair. I want your toothbrush’s head leaning towards mine. I want your 4am back massage. Cup my breasts and don’t say they’re small. I already know that. Kiss me once and kiss me more. Pretend what we’re doing is illegal. It’s always good to be caught with our mouths tied together like handcuffs. Dry your cheeks and make me bleed. Crave me. Crave me. Crave me.
story time: I was driving with my sister by the mall today and she sees this guy waving at our car. thinking there’s something wrong, we stop and he jogs over. he then looks at me and goes “are you from Rome?” And I said no I’m armenian. And he goes oh where’s that, I’m from Cyprus and I saw you and I felt this connection between us you’re so beautiful would you like to talk some more? And I said “no thank u” bye
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(Source: lesexylove, via sexual-feelings)
we live in a world where women are sexualized but can’t be sexual
…I hope to distract you from my shivering, my tender, and infinitely young and unprotected soul.
It’s strange. I felt less lonely when I didn’t know you.
People who are intimidated by you talk bad about you with hopes that others won’t find you so appealing.
I barely find anybody attractive. I barely feel an affection for anybody.. But when I do.. I fall in so deep, so hard it’s ridiculous.