Let Your Past Make You Better Not Bitter♡

The best liars are those who tell the truth most of the time.

Our bodies could be skin on skin and I’d still pull you closer.

In my head I know I’ve been in love before, but it doesn’t feel like it. Being in love with you is better than the first time. It feels like the first time and the last time and the only time all at once.

Sometimes I’m planing my future, Sometimes I’m wondering if I’ll be alive to see it

I stopped wishing on the stars in the sky, when I realised you held a galaxy in your eyes.

I want you to moan. I want you to gasp in my ear, pretending like you’re trying to hide the sound, like you’re trying to smother it, but I still hear it. I want your fingernails to dig into my skin and your lips to move faster and harder and deeper against mine. I want your eyes to roll back in your head and your body to push into mine, until we’re sticking to each other’s skin. I want to feel the heat radiating from your skin, I want to feel your muscles shake against my flesh. I want you to beg and I want you to throw your head back, shuddering for breath. I want your neck to be exposed for me to bite and your chest to be bare so it can be skin on skin, flesh on flesh. I want your legs wrapped around me, I want us to grind on each other so hard it makes your muscles clench and your jaw drop and your eyes have a look of pure ecstasy.

when your mental health reaches that point

I shouldn’t be mad at you. I pushed you away, and you stayed away, but I was hoping you’d hug me even tighter

Just look at her. She’s a precious angel with a devious attitude.