What if I pulled your panties to the side and fucked the stress out of you?

i love you rain, i love you cold air, i love you sound of raindrops hitting the rooftops, i love you cloudy skies

someone please turn me into a poem or a painting, I’m tired of being human

Intimacy isn’t just experienced through sex. It’s crying together. It’s whispering late at night. It’s talking about growing up and what used to scare you. It’s going places that remind you of your childhood. It’s feeling each other without touching. It’s exchanging energy.

If u don’t get the primal feral urge to fuck me every time you see me then I don’t want it

“let me take care of you” i think my heart couldn’t take it