Here goes nothing

★ Sudd ★ 26 | INFJ | ♑ | Pan | BR | Neutral Evil | Slytherin | Writer | Artist | Fujoshi ♥

[haveamagicalday]

[oneshotcxg]

[evocatiio]

[namtan]

[hiswolfishard]

Will I ever hear your voice again?

Will you ever kiss my lips again?

Damn... This really hurts.

[hiswolfishard]

I have this crazy thought about us creeping on the back of my mind. I keep dreaming of licking your lips slowly, of feeling you open up to me, of interwining our tongues, of feeling your taste and let your smell invade me. To let my hands explore, caress your skin, feel your temperature, hold your face on them and bring you closer, deeper. Running my fingers through your hair. Keep thinking about how I would bite your lower lip and your neck and kiss the pain away. How I would hold you really close. How I would make your hand run houghly over my body, under my clothes. Skin on skin. Your face on my neck, body against my back, hands on my breasts. I would seat on your lap and press myself against you Just to see how hard you already are. Same as me, so wet and wanting, and needing and losing my mind. I would work you on my hands, while penetrating your mouth with my tongue so carefully in same speed, while almost able to do the same to me. Moving my hips, moaning from just thinking about it and your fingers would find their way, would fuck me so hard, between pain and pleasure until we both come strong in such intense way you would never get my lust and loud voice from your head. But ok, just a thought.

[hiswolfishard]

I can't see it, I can't smell it,

Can't taste it or touch it or hear it.

Is it real? Is it still there?

It's just words. You can't even proof it.

My body is not my own, I'm locked inside of it.

Despair and anxieties and fear and disconection.

I'm senseless. I cease to exist.

I'm nothing.

I don't even am anymore.

It is what it is.

[hiswolfishard]

Fechar os olhos e

suspirar tão profundamente,

sonhar tão inconsequentemente,

ansiar tão desesperadamente.

Você bem que podia estar aqui.

[ghostcop]

started from the bottom and i am currently still at the bottom

[recaption]

[adeles]

#everyday mood

[calamity-mel]

Levi says

[hiswolfishard]

There is a house built out of stone Wooden floors, walls and window sills Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust This is a place where I don't feel alone This is a place where I feel at home 'Cause, I built a home For you For me Until it disappeared From me From you And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust

[recaption]

[hiswolfishard]

there’s no air in my lungs

no blood pumping these veins

no muscle to stand 

no food in my stomach

there’s only sorrow, and fear

i’ve become a puddle of feelings

that cannot be dissipated with time

what is time? a concept

something i cannot hold with my bare hands

something i cannot grasp

only wait for

i hope time takes me away

so it burries me on the ground

where we all belong anyway

[hiswolfishard]

nothing makes sense anymore

my food tastes like ashes

i feel like throwing up all the time

waiting for words that may never come

I don’t wanna be alone tonight

so scared of what may happen if I do

[hiswolfishard]

meu coração bate desesperado

como se houvesse algo a ser feito

me falta o ar para gritar

e mesmo assim, não há ninguém para ouvir

eu não tenho forças para lutar

nenhum artifício que me auxilie

contra a vontade divina

contra o seu desejo de silenciar tudo

há um nó na minha garganta

há um vazio no meu peito

minha mão você não segura mais

mensagens enviadas ao vazio

meu pedido de socorro ecoa 

por que você não olha pra mim?

por que você não me pede pra voltar?

por que fica tão frio quando você não está?

minhas mãos estão atadas

diante da sua grande jornada solitária

queria que você me permitisse

te amar só mais uma vez

para quem vão essas orações?

eu não sei, não sei mais de nada

e odeio não saber