Cuddles with matty in bed, it's late night, tv is on, and missus is laying in his chest. He is smoking, and missus is tracing his tattoos . It's just peaceful and calm night after the craziness of the tour bus and hotels 🥹🥺😌 #softmatty
"do you think my book is going to sell well" the missus would say randomly, her fingers barely touching his skin. a random movie is playing in the background and matty is reading the arc of her novel quietly, occasionally reading out lines that he finds quite outstanding. matty would stop, laying the book on his leg and taking the cigarette from his lip, stubbing it out on the ashtray beside the bed. "i do, do you?" and she leans up and faces him, "i don't know. it's different than my other stuff. what if people hate it?" and matty looks at her and is like "what if people love it?" and she's like "it's too personal, if people hate it, it'll feel like they hate me" and he's like "well i don't hate you, not even a bit, and the guys don't hate you, and there are thousands and thousands of people that don't hate you. if someone hates you because of this authentic and vulnerable novel, then they have a bit of soul-searching to do, don't you think?" and she hums in agreement and lays her head back down and he starts brushing his fingers through her hair and starts reading out loud, again.
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actually no, we're not "dating". we're bound together for infinity. like the stars. so, fuck you, actually.
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“lmao imagine liking men” OK!!! ON IT BOSS 🫡🫡🫡 it’s beautiful here
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it's about the small acts of intimacy... forehead kisses, putting jewelry on you, rubbing your hand with their thumb, putting a jacket on you, touching your necklace, running your hands through their hair, wiping away their tears, peeling them an orange, un/zipping their dress, tying their shoelaces, holding hands, removing an eyelash from their cheek, washing their hair, putting an anklet on them, tucking their hair behind their ear, sorting out their collar, untangling their necklaces, drinking out of a cup in their hands
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i can’t get her off my mind (the idea of love)
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T4T love is holy whether its sexual or romantic or platonic or monogamous or polyamorous or gay or lesbian or straight or any combination of any of those things or even something more deeply personal and undefineable
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You know at first I didn't believe it when fiber artists on tumblr would tell me to be wary of the fiber art slippery slope. And yet. I hear the siren call of the spindle. Fellow crafters help me resist. Tie me to the fucking mast. Please.
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“atta boy.”
“gooood boy.”
“such a fucking slut, yeah?”
“dirty bitch. my bitch.”
“keep looking at me.. that’s it.”
“so fucking needy.”
thank you for coming to my ted talk.
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plz let me grind on you while we make out :3
plz let me grind on you while we make out :3
plz let me grind on you while we make out :3
plz let me grind on you while we make out :3
plz let me grind on you while we make out :3
plz let me grind on you while we make out :3
plz let me grind on you while we make out :3
plz let me grind on you while we make out :3
plz let me grind on you while we make out :3
plz let me grind on you while we make out :3
plz let me grind on you while we make out :3
plz let me grind on you while we make out :3
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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am tired of making a religion out of my suffering’.
[text id: i am too little, and too much, and never enough.]
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by the way dear, we're alive, and it hurts 'cause we survived
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