I need to be fuckin kissed. Just grab me by my collar and pull me close to you, or with both hands pull my face so my lips are against yours, or back me into a wall and hold my waist, or push me down on a sofa or bed and get on top of me and kiss the fuck outta me. I just need to be fuckin kissed man.
- you can vent to me
- you can follow me
- you can spam me
- you can message me any time
- you can send me your thoughts
- you can tell me anything
- you can trust me
Pin me down and gently drag your lips and fingertips all over my skin. Put your mouth on my neck and use your teeth to send chills down my spine. Climb on top of me. Look deep into my eyes. Press that cunning smile against my wanting lips. Bite my lip. Make me whimper. Pull my hair. Help me let out some sweet little moans for you. Whisper in my ear everything you could do to me, everything you want to do to me…then don’t. Make me want it. Make my body beg for it.
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Anonymous asked:
hotupinthesix answered:
I have all of these issues inside of me
I can’t talk to my parents so I talk to my diary I ain’t sayin I’m fucked up entirely but i know no one could handle this side of me
I always ask for the truth but people only lie to me, they do shit behind my back but it’s no longer surprising me but if I told them my thoughts they would cry to me maybe that’s why everything I do, I do it privately
Right
Okay, okay 🔥
My biggest fear isn’t that you’ll lie to me one day or that you’ll cheat on me. My biggest fear is that you’ll wake up before me one Tuesday morning and instead of leaning in and kissing me on the cheek, you’ll look at my sleeping body and start to notice all of my flaws. My crooked nose, my chapped lips and the stretch marks spread along my stomach and thighs like a road map. You’ll think about my random spouts of jealousy and the fact that I talk too much. You’ll remember how annoying it is that no matter what, I’m always right and just how selfish I can be sometimes. You’ll walk into the kitchen, brew a cup of black coffee, stare at the pale morning rays of sunlight entering the window frame, and come to the conclusion, that for no particular reason at all, you don’t love me anymore.
I really need someone I can be myself around and can laugh with until our sides hurt. Someone I can be serious with when I need to and someone I can be crazy with when I want to. Someone who won’t leave me and will support me threw whatever I need or I’m struggling with. I need someone who I can text when I can’t sleep or who will make me smile when I’m sad. I need someone who will understand me when I make no sense. I need someone who doesn’t care if I talk too fast or the fact that I’m in love with bands and artists that they hate. I need someone who will love me unconditionally and won’t be afraid to tell me exactly how they feel. I need someone who will spontaneous with me and romantic. I need someone I can be loud with. I need someone who will randomly dance with me in the middle of the store when I hear my favorite song. I need someone who loves junk food as much as I do and someone wouldn’t mind cuddling up to some movie all day. I just really need someone like this in my life right now.
I’m the type of girlfriend that loves clingy. You can’t sleep at 3 am, maybe 4? That’s okay, call me. I don’t mind if you wake me up. You’re never annoying to me, no matter how many times you call or text me. I love it. I love that you care so much.
