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Jealous random people get to see you in person and hear your voice without a care in the world or a second thought, while I'm clinging to my phone for any type of online activity from you.

cause of death: no slow heated missionary with deep tongue kissing

the sexual fantasies i have of you and i are insane

I hate texting I want to look in your eyes.

Tell me when you thinking bout me

“I’m so glad we finally met” as I’m sliding inside my tumblr mutual

qualcuno qui è colpevole

we are kissing in my mind btw. if that’s alright

No one could ever be harder on me than I am on myself

poi avete anche la presunzione di dire ‘scusa se ti ho ferita’ MA VAAAAAAFFANCULO

I yearn 4 curiosity + connection

You are a constant thought, need and fantasy for me.

I think we feel it the most at night because at the end of the day our hearts just want to be home, but our homes aren't always where we rest our heads.