#first lust

[tellherium]

the first time we knew magic was the passenger seat of a honda civic on leather worn by 90s era parents i thought id bite your lip the way my teeth were chattering i thought youd fall in love the way you were advancing

how do you protect a girl when she wills her heart so willingly away out of her haven rib cage how do you protect her when its 12am and she is thrusting her bleeding love across the stick shift of a borrowed car to a boy who barely cares / barely cries / barely drives except to pick up a girl and touch her mouth he loves to whisper loveless nothings to a girl who cant tell the difference between loving and lusting.

— Mt // prompt: @fran-aaa

[tellherium]

left behind first love // Mt

prompt: anonymous

[sun-lit-goth]

lust is a creative force that gets a bad rep but I always identified with it when I first learned of the sins…that and sloth, but anyways the erotic and sensual and sexual is a well of energy to draw upon and utilize, it’s beautiful, in fact, Ill name an album after it

[foundpress]

I always wanted an older sister who could show me how to put on powder and help me talk to boys when I got older and started to need bras. Someone to teach me how to deal with them, how to feel when men passing on the street would cry things out from their big white trucks, saying, You’re so sweet, the sweetest thing I’ve seen all day. How to stay on the sidewalk and not say anything. How to feel when people on Pennsylvania Avenue are at one moment taking pictures in front of that Great American Mansion and the next moment cheering for you as you go running, crying out, Damn girl, damn girl, damn girl. How to feel when they start singing the goddamn song from Rocky as you run up the steps to Abraham.

from “Cup Rings” by Marielle Mondon

http://www.foundpress.com/cup-rings/

[siamesee]

i hate when you confuse love with lust