craving feral "you're mine" sex
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
The Stonewall Inn
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Misplaced Lens Cap
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$LAYYYTER

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@dontchokeonthefire
craving feral "you're mine" sex
healthy relationships are created, not found.
I don’t have time for casual, I’m tryna take us to Italy
sorry i made it weird, it will happen again
Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Katherine Cox, featured in The Selected Letters of Virginia Woolf
She's the type of girl that would give you the whole world but her mental health makes her want to die sometimes
when your toxic trait is isolation and avoidance but your love language is physical touch and quality time.
I feel targeted...
a girl whose love language is physical touch is also a girl who hates people touching her
Only the special ones
I'm so tired of everything, but the thought of your arms around me feels like rest. Like home. Like I could finally breathe. I think I could fall asleep forever there.
I want to be the reason you smile at your phone in the dark.
Need to feel skin on skin, need to be somebody’s person, need to be needed.
I haven’t gone a day without thinking of you ever since our very first conversation
I just want you. Your messy mornings hair. Your moodswings. Your cuddling while falling asleep. Your hand holding mine as we walk down the street. Your good days. Your bad days. Your outbursts. Your attitudes. Your laughs. Your everything. I want you. Your heart. Your soul.
“She didn’t need to be saved. She needed to be found and appreciated for exactly who she was.”
— j. iron word
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"of course i remembered" is a love language