A clusterfuck of a blog 😶
TW THIS BLOG CAN BE TRIGGERING
I want you more when you’re afraid of me
I will break you inside out
You are mine, you are mine
I just want to be with you. I want to cuddle with you while we watch a movie or play xbox. Something stupid like that. I want to kiss you a million times, and then a million times more. I want your hand to be intertwined with mine all night. I just want to be with you. Plain and simple. I want you..
Although this is my life, I’ve never felt like it was truly mine. Something, or someone has always held me back from being the person I want to be.
I really love touching. It doesn’t always have to be in a sexual way, it could be like you sitting next to me and our knees touching a little or you putting your hand on my mine, little things like that mean so much to me and I crave it, all the fucking time, it drives me insane.
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