High Heels; Dirty Talk

[perfectfeelings]

“It’s sad isn’t it? I once thought worlds of you and now you’re just another lesson.”

— Beau Taplin, The Lesson

[stacked-thoughts]

When I think about my exes there’s so much hurt and pain

I think about how poorly I was treated

And how I deserved better

I think about how now, he doesn’t think twice about doing something nice.

Something that makes my life easier, lighter.

[stacked-thoughts]

Somehow

Someway

I’m at peace

I’m happy

[stacked-thoughts]

the soft kisses of your fingertips on my skin

the deft movements bringing me over the edge

[thearmyofgrunge]

[thearmyofgrunge]

[thearmyofgrunge]

[stacked-thoughts]

I want to feel warm, cozy, and loved

[tr1964]

Tokyo, Japan, 2022

[undr]

Sabine Weiss. Marseille, 1956

[undr]

Getty Images. A cyclist sheltering from the rain underneath a huge umbrella. 1935

[lolitanora]

[stacked-thoughts]

I’m gonna cum just thinking about you baby

[flowerytale]

Virginia Woolf ― A Room of One’s Own

[a-crack-in-the-universe]

“All of a sudden, it occurred to me that he was still holding me down. The skin on his fingers was warm as he clutched my wrists. His face hovered inches from my own, and his legs and torso were actually pressing against mine. Some of his long brown hair hung around his face, and he appeared to be noticing me too, almost like he had that night in the lounge. And oh God, did he smell good. Breathing became difficult for me, and it had nothing to do with the workout or my lungs being crushed. I would have given anything to be able to read his mind right then. Ever since that night in the lounge, I‟d noticed him watching me with this same, studious expression. He never actually did it during the trainings themselves—those were business. But before and after, he would sometimes lighten up just a little, and I‟d see him look at me in a way that was almost admiring. And sometimes, if I was really, really lucky, he‟d smile at me. A real smile, too—not the dry one that accompanied the sarcasm we tossed around so often. I didn‟t want to admit it to anyone— not to Lissa, not even to myself—but some days, I lived for those smiles. They lit up his face.”

— Rose Hathaway, Vampire Academy

[eluniversodelasenora]

[messedteen]