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Cookie🍪; 28. FL. This too shall pass Sideblog: milfandcookiezx33

[solestella]

[remanence-of-love]

[gecemelegii-deactivated20230801]

[yaoiblackmold]

It's so nice being on tumblr because you don't even have to make your own post but people would still follow you anyways if you're good at rebloging posts they like

[disgustinggf]

not to turn u on or anything but i won't leave u when things get hard

[miss-love-smacked]

[tyjrose]

If u think im cute u should see how i look giving u head.

[thatsbelievable]

[tyjrose]

I just want to hold a girl's hand in public and her throat in private.

[powerfulkicks]

We need to start sexualizing mobility aids

[carfuckerlynch]

[sweatermuppet]

[Text ID: torrin a. greathouse

SICK4SICK

I think my lover's cane is sexy. The way they walk like a rainstorm stumbles slow across the landscape. How, with fingers laced together, our boots & canes click in time-unsteady rhythm of a metronome's limp wrist. All sway & swish, first person I ever saw walk with a lisp. Call this our love language of unspokens: We share so many symptoms, the first time we thought to hyphenate our names was, playfully, to christen ourselves a new disorder. We trade tips on medication, on how to weather what prescriptions make you sick to [maybe] make you well. We make toasts with acetaminophen bought in bulk. Kiss in the airport terminal through surgical masks. Rub the knots from each others' backs. We dangle FALL RISK bracelets from our walls & call it decoration. We visit another ER & call it a date. When we are sick, again, for months -with a common illness that will not leave-it is not the doctors who care for us. We make do ourselves. At night, long after the sky has darkened-in-something like a three-day-bruise, littered with satellites I keep mistaking for stars-our bodies are fever-sweat stitched. A chimera. Shadow-puppet of our lust. Bones bowed into a new beast [with two backs, six legs of metal & flesh & carbon fiber]. Beside my love, I find I can't remember any prayers so I whisper the names of our medications like the names of saints. Orange bottles scattered around the mattress like unlit candles in the dark. /End ID]

[vampireapologist-archive-deacti]

One time I was cooking with a girl and we were both bilingual but we didn’t have a language in common so we were just sitting by the fire doing prep work quietly and I was peeling little garlic cloves to mince and she put her hand on my arm to stop me and demonstrated how you’re supposed to press on the clove with the flat side of your knife to break the shell off all at once to peel it and I was like oh! And I imitated her and she nodded in approval and we went back to quietly peeling and mincing the garlic and I don’t want to be hyperbolic but in that moment I was like wow I truly understand the universal thread of human love and connection inherent in our souls or whatever

[hornypornyandcorny]

me, masturbating to the thought of us fucking? more likely than you’d think

[nothingbutloveforyou]

please please hold me please run your hands over my back please please give me a kiss

[nothingbutloveforyou]

making out while grinding in your lap would be nice rn

[bruisemarks-deactivated20250116]

[nothingbutloveforyou]

i think waiting together is a love language. wait for the train with me, so we can talk a little longer. wait for dinner with me, we can slow dance in the kitchen. wait for me until i can talk after crying my eyes out, hold me, we will figure it out. wait for me when it gets rough, i know i can get through this (with you). wait for me in the car, this song is too good to not finish listening to it. wait for the first snow with me, cold red noses and bright eyes. lets wait for each other, i love you.

[nothingbutloveforyou]

"i like having you around" is one of the loveliest things someone can say