Mar 6, 2018
Enter ME
-A horny space bitch-
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Enter ME
-A horny space bitch-
Messy/broody Keith
Hey if anyone wants to help me buy myself a binder and some new clothes that would be really cool
So I'm thinking of doing some makeup tutorial videos?
I'm thinking of re-creating my blog
Or at least weed out the blogs I follow. I'm in a period of my life with high stress, so I'm going to be turning this blog into more of a positive tool for me to use, instead of an escape tactic.
J'aime votre étoiles taches de rousseur. And other things I'd say to you at three in the morning.
That night we played our usual game of coyness and contentful flirtation, sneaking four second kisses. Counting together our stolen drips of stardust. As I mapped your beautiful constellations with my fingertips. Constantly fixing your messy nebulaic half-bangs, not because your glowing rings of brown-gold strands were in anyway wrong, but because the dampened collision between my palms and your loosely formed curls were what I craved. Content electricity. One of your hands on my thigh, your fingers making swirls of galaxies on my goose bumpled skin, sending me drifting into a black hole of dark moon light everytime I shut my eyes for a breath of you. You made me feel like a patch of dark matter, your stars and nebulas and galaxies shining so brightly I became important. Because I realized I was your black hole, your swirl of savage nothingness that could shred light just by kissing its neck. And that's all you were, something I was made to destroy. And I realized I would be nothing without you, for how could a coil of dark be seen without starlight to shine around it. And you placed your hand on my hip that shown milky white in comparison to the golden atmosphere that hazed within you. And we kissed, and I devoured every beautiful constellation you held on your tongue. And you let me. -K.E.T. I wrote this awhile ago but it's still one of my favorites. Oh and the title means: I love your star freckles.