fangoria!

i’m barely around. but my head is still filled with men

oh to be a man, clinging another man, as he rides his motorbike, my chest and hips rubbing against his back.

i’m starting an urgent petition to give all men flowers and chocolate trust me they will love it

there is something so necessary for a man to be sweaty and dancing against my body right now, our bodies outlined by bar lights.

i think if you can’t appreciate all men’s bodies, with all their hair or lack off, acne, freckles, scars, and regardless of how fat or skinny they are, you should go away and leave the men liking to me. because i have never seen a bad men’s body.

when a boy rests his head against my chest.. thats when i feel i can take on the world

listening to boys get excited when they talk, and their eyes sparkle, and they’re moving their hands around, and sometimes they look to make sure you’re paying attention. yeah. thats serotonin right there.

if god did not want me to be a gay vampire lover he wouldn’t have made vampires look so sexy with their funky dress shirts and their fanged smirks

cute date ideas: i make him a book mark from pressed carnations, and he reads me poetry from his favourite poetry book.

happiness is stored in the feeling of staying up late with your boyfriend just to play video games with each other