SugarCube

Rage hot on my breath, leaving a taste of hate in my mouth. Guess I'll brush my teeth and try to lighten up.

I want those lips on mine and your sounds to fill the room.

Not insane, just stressed.

I see what's over the horizon and spoiler... It's depression.

It's intoxicating in a way

Sometimes I feel useless and everything is against me in the universe, but I can't help the overwhelming pressure on my chest. I don't know what my end goals, I don't know what my goals 6 months from now are either. I refuse to be useless though, I know this time feels dark but there will be light that shines through though it's easy to miss it. A couple more years and I will be closer to how I want to be, I just need to set up my pathway and frame work. I won't be useless, soon I'll be left alone in my house filled with the things I want to be in my life.

Wrapped around your finger with my hand around throat. All I want is you in the room with me with no where else to go but stay here and have fun.

I want you close to me so I can touch you

You were learning over your bed when the thought crossed my mind. My hand went down your ass and between your thighs, the sudden shock I felt from your body made my breathing skip for an instant, the fire growing inside of me only grew hotter and hotter. Fingers finding their way to your waist and pulling down on the clothes with quiet sounds coming from you. Now both of my hands are going up your thighs up to your ass again, grabbing hard and biting down on you. I can feel my breathing start to speed up and I feel the warmth of your skin on me, the sound you made with your face pressed into the bed as I put my fingers inside of you only added more to the fire inside of me and only left me wanting more. 

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