talking to myself…

my thoughts in writing (24)

[space-mouse]

i love unhinged women but i also love women who try so fucking hard to be hinged. clinging to those hinges by her fingernails.

[neckkiss]

[geyashvecova]

[ghostyxslut]

I want you now.

In a haze, my tingles zip around my thighs

Now I am waiting for you to part the lashed curtains of your stunning cyan eyes

A flick of the tongue laced with mine and a fist full of sighs and suddenly we become one.

Curled into a crescent moon, my shaking figure submits to you and I take you in,

Velvety refuge met with firmly curved assertion, I shed a tear and moans blur into cries.

Mercy, mercy, oh my

I love you more than all the stars in the sky

[ghostyxslut]

to prove something to myself:

I’ve sat here letting my bare skin rub on fleece layers

prayers won’t do as the sunlight makes its way through the glass leaving me aglow

Handling fleshy curves in the mirror, I twirl and bend thinking of what to do next,

I miss that silky warmth between my legs full of passion and strength and, like I always do, I wait patiently

One more night of shut eyes and restless sleep until I wake up and make my fantasies my reality letting ragged exhales accompany my indulgence.

[ghostyxslut]

I want the smoke to pool up in front of my face and to seep into my lungs. My thoughts will go away, my worries will turn to dust maybe even for a moment. Inhale Exhale Inhale Exhale.

[timbllr]

via weheartit

[ghostyxslut]

[6eautiful]

[ghostyxslut]

I’m so glad I met you

[understands]

[ghostyxslut]

“why did you have to find me at your worst?”

“so that I could help you get back to your best.”

07/01/19

[understands]

[ghostyxslut]

out here living my best lie.

[lost-in-a-galaxy-far-far-away]

[thebookongoodbye]

“Take a shower. Wash him out of your system. You don’t need him. You never did.”

— m. a.

[love-is-overrated-and-addicting]

2:56 am

I can’t sleep tonight —

restless,

relentless,

thoughts of you.

.

You’re on my mind,

the smile on your face when you cracked a joke,

the feeling of your skin when we cuddled on the bed,

the way you held me close when we watched sad movies,

just everything about you.

And as much as I hate to admit it,

I miss you —

I miss your smile, your jokes,

your body, your cuddles,

your habits, our dates —

I miss everything.

I try to imagine my new life without you,

and all I can think about

is what you’d think of me —

Would you be proud of me?

Would you take me back?

Would you hold me close?

Would you kiss me again?

Would you even look at me?

.

So many unresolved questions, darling,

and I’m afraid

we’re all out of time to find the answers.