#softalt

Guess I picked fun over productivity ♡

I almost made this a lazy day… almost ✧

I think I'm learning to appreciate slow moments ♡

"I am not a victim. No Matter what I have been through, I'm still here. I have a history of victory."  -Steve Maraboli  

Hello you magical creatures. First off, I just want to say that I have been gone for a buttfuck of a long time and I APOROGISE. Recently I've become very ill, within the past two months or so. I'm not going to go into detail because being sad about that shit doesn't do good for anyone, and I don't want to put that on anybody's dash. Ain't nobody got time to be sad about shit you can't fix.   I will say it may very well affect my quality of life for the duration of the whole shabang, so if I do pop off of Tumblr now and again, just assume i'm too sick to most any nonsensical stuff, (Not that a lot of your hearts will break if I don't.) I will say a great big thank you to the followers I've received since I've been inactive and to the ones that have stuck around even though I don't post anything. I'm not Tumblr Famous,  I only have sixty of you, and I appreciate every single one. Because it gives me all the good feels knowing people are interested in the shit I say. Uptop is basically what I have done for the past two months. Points for anyone who can pinpoint when I started getting sickly, bahahahaha. I can fucking tell. 

S'up guys.

4. The dirty talk is fucking phenomenal, I get soaked in seconds.  

 I think it makes me miss you more, for some reason. I miss him every day that I'm not beside him, every day I don't get to see that amazing smile and those gorgeous eyes looking at me, and only me. Every time he smiles at me, My goodness, it still gets me so flustered. Even though he knows the most intimate parts of me, both body and soul, it still makes me blush like a schoolgirl. I find myself wanting when I'm not next to him, but especially on rainy days. I crave to just be laying beside him, with his arm around me. Cuddled up to his side, skin touching skin, breathing softly and listening to the constant beating of his heart. Its there that I feel safe, that I feel beautiful and cared for. I feel perfect, even with all my imperfections. His hand on the small of my back or maybe running gently through my hair, Lips to my forehead in a gentle show of affection. It is in his embrace that I want to be, that I'm always wanting to be and while I am so very naughty with my thoughts, I am content in just laying with him. Even just sitting next to him, breathing in his scent. If I had the choice to spend eternity like that, I would take it. I'm his girl, and it feels like its taken me forever to find him, but I have and I'm so thankful for it.