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night drives with you beside me
Harlem by Edward Burra
stop searching for healing in the arms of someone who doesn't know their own wounds. you're not a project, you're not a distraction, you're not temporary relief from their pain. you deserve someone who looks at your scars and sees survival, not an opportunity to play savior.
to the girl who stays with men who treat her like she's disposable: your worth isn't determined by how much you can endure. leaving isn't weakness. it's intelligence.
🕷️Dragonball Z (1989)🕷️
I want to fuck you until your legs are trembling and you can't remember your own name. I want to bend you over the kitchen counter, pull your hair back just enough to make you gasp, and drive into you so hard that the neighbors know exactly what we're doing. I love watching your face when I'm pounding into you, that perfect mix of pleasure and pain in your eyes as I stretch you open, hitting that spot that makes your whole body clench around me. I want to hear you begging for more as I tease you, sliding in just an inch at a time until you're desperate for me to fill you completely. I want to fuck you against the wall, your legs wrapped around my waist, my hands gripping your ass as I slam into you over and over again. I want to feel your nails digging into my back as you come, your pussy pulsing around me as I spill inside you, marking you as mine. Then I want to flip you over and do it all over again, slower this time, until we're both exhausted and covered in sweat, collapsing into each other's arms with that satisfied ache that reminds you who you belong to.
I want to trace every curve of your body with my fingertips, memorizing the way you shiver at my touch. I dream of slowly undressing you, revealing each inch of your beautiful skin, and worshiping you with my mouth until you're trembling with need. I want to hear you gasp my name as I explore every sensitive spot, building that delicious tension until you can't take it anymore. I'd love to feel your hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as I pleasure you, watching your face flush with that beautiful blush I adore. When we finally come together, I want to take my time, moving in that perfect rhythm that makes your eyes roll back and your breath catch in your throat. I want to feel you completely, lose myself in you, and fall asleep tangled in your sheets and your scent afterwards.
They'll call you hard to love
after benefiting from the softness
they never deserved.
Don't let people rewrite history
just because they couldn't carry
the weight of what you gave them.
You were never difficult.
You were simply too honest
for someone committed to pretending.