who knows wtf is going on

Push me down like you can’t stand another second of distance. Tear my clothes off like they’re keeping you from air. Tie my wrists like you’re afraid I’ll disappear if you don’t hold on tight. Then kiss me… so slow it hurts. Lips tracing my ribs like they’re sacred. Teeth grazing my hips like you’re memorizing the taste. Whisper against my stomach - how I’m the only real thing in this room, the only light you’ve ever knelt for. Tell me, over and over, that I’m allowed to break. That your hands will catch every piece. That I don’t have to be perfect - just yours.

need to be fucked til the sadness is gone

I need my weird alone time or I will explode

the urge to fuck her when she talks about some nerdy shit that she loves that I don’t understand

Nothing more attractive than someone who’s respectful

Make her legs shake not her heart ache

And like the moon, we must go through phases of emptiness to feel full again.

“ur overthinking this” bro I have anxiety. I have no other type of thinking available

need a hot woman's fingers in my mouth rn

Intelligence is very erotic to me

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