i am craving running my hands through someone's hair with such ferocity i can feel the strands brushing against my skin
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i am craving running my hands through someone's hair with such ferocity i can feel the strands brushing against my skin
I. Just. Want. A. MAN. Not a boyfriend. Not a fling. A man whose eyes go black when he looks at me. A man who notices the way I stir my coffee, the way I tuck my hair behind my ear, the way I breathe. Someone who memorizes me down to my bones, who wants to know me so hard it hurts.
I want a man who loses sleep thinking about me. Who presses his palms against the walls because he can’t stand not touching me. Who keeps a note of my perfume on his wrist just to smell me when I’m not there.
I don’t want love. I want obsession. I don’t want flowers. I want him trembling when I’m near.
I. Just. Want. A. MAN. Who. Can’t. Let. Me. Go.
what i wouldn't give to hook up my old consoles and lay my head in someone's lap while they play through my favorite games with me blabbing in the background about them
Give me a man who watches me, learns my scars, memorizes my habits. A man who will lay down every piece of himself at my feet. Not love — worship. Not care — devotion.