winter and i don’t have a pretty boy to lay under while he’s crushing me with his weight under a blanket and burying his face into my neck to kiss me while we cuddle and giggle and flirt before it ends up into us dry humping? this is Hell.
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winter and i don’t have a pretty boy to lay under while he’s crushing me with his weight under a blanket and burying his face into my neck to kiss me while we cuddle and giggle and flirt before it ends up into us dry humping? this is Hell.
Overtime
your faves low and raspy morning voice in your ear, a kiss to your jaw, and their arm around your waist pulling you closer to keep you curled against them for a few more minutes…..
to live it, or not at all [BEAST dazai]
me when I check their blog every five minutes and they haven’t somehow posted ten thousand things:
Looking through your Ao3 bookmarks and seeing that little “This has been deleted, sorry!” is like finding a gravestone, but the writing’s too worn down to read what it was standing for anymore.
What were you, Bookmark #336... What stories did you tell? Which words were it that once left a mark on my soul? *touches my laptop screen like it’s text from an ancient ruin*
Cowabummer.