protège moi

I am not accustomed to being happy. Now that all facets of my life are generally perfect, I find myself in a constant state of fear and paranoia that someone or something lurks around the corner, poised and ready to fuck it all up.

Ever been in a relationship where you speak your mind and its actually acknowledged, understood, and addressed? Neither have I, until recently. ...real love is unreal. < 3

There is no substitute for love. How different life seems when you finally feel it. Everything has a new light.

If you don’t worship your girls ass what are you even doing

I have a perfect love. Forged in the fires of failed forevers, Powered by equal parts sex and sentiment. I have a perfect love. A tangible fondness consuming mind and heart Electricity in the air when you are near. I have a perfect love. Pay no regard to unrequited lovers past Loneliness belongs to me no more. Despite the cruelty of my undeserving heart I lay here in debt to all that is good For showing me the way To my perfect love.