ellegobo
I hate the feelings i get in the mornings. The refreshing feeling of knowing you're alive quickly killed by the realization of early day chores. Yes I hate it, because suddenly i am reminded of my age and status in the household.
I cant help but dream of his warm soft skin. the memory of his lust as touch him and he touches me back. It's been days since i last saw him and i cant help but wish he was here right now. . .
watching the world from passive eyes suddenly my world is filled with vibrant colors. not only are soccer players going at each others throats but even my love life has an unmatched intensity. I've never been so scared before.
everything i have ever seen or done has led me to predict this world is not a fun place. and then of course there is you <3
i once held my boyfriend in the park. he was warm and smelt good, but most importantly i felt safe. i have never been more sure of my purpose before :D
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