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things i’m down for:
• car sex
• couch sex
• bedroom sex
• shower sex
• balcony sex
• changing room sex
• parking lot sex
• movie theater sex
• sex
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When is it enough...
I wanted to show you love, I wanted to take you on a plane to a nice holiday destination, I wanted to share firsts with you. I didn’t ever plan to hurt you, I never wanted to because you were too good. There’s something about being back in your arms and all these thoughts and emotions come back. I hate it because I love those moments and I shouldn’t.
I always wonder would this have lasted... would we have fought and broke up.
I think I might fear the unknown without you in my life, you know so much and I know so little. Yet somehow I am drawn to you like a magnet. I don’t ever want to say bye and let go of you because for a moment you bring peace to my chaotic life. It’s as though everything switches off, you’re a distraction that every one wants yet I should not have.
One day, the communication line will close. One of us will grow up and simply make that decision with the other left in the dark realising closing time has come. I dread it, because I know I’ll finally have to mourn a broken heart.
So do we just keep enjoying these moments like it’s the last because who knows when the last time will be. We’re simply two people with an unknown expiry date looming.
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How many days have I cried once I have gotten home from work? Every day since I went back last Monday. I feel like every day is Groundhog Day. I'm just waiting to find the door to my new life, a new chapter that changes everything. I'm sick of doing the same thing everyday. I am sick of feeling miserable and useless. I want to come home and feel wanted to. Someone point me to my door to my new life!
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Where??? cause I don't fucking see them.
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I always wonder if his mind goes back to the Christmas time we spent together... does he miss that?
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I'll never ever enjoy this time of the year...
Don't get me wrong, I love decorating for Christmas but every god damn year there is no warm fuzzy feeling in my heart. I'm always sad and depressed. I look back at my Facebook memories when I was a teenager and all I did was complain at how shit this time of the year was. My family hasn't gotten any better and now I'm part of a family that doesn't even do Christmas... happiness, excitement and love is something I'll never experience at Christmas and it's okay, I've finally come to terms with that.
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Self conscious as fuck.
I use to feel free and comfortable around you. And now I'm pushing you away not wanting you to touch me because I've realised how much you've changed.
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