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The mess of my mind, in the rawest of forms.
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there is a hole in this shirt

a hole in the right shoulder

it reminds me of the times

when I would look at you

and we would smile at each other

laugh daintily,

flirt and love.

and I would poke you,

in that spot.

I spy with my little nose

a freckle on your shoulder

in the window of this hole.

Out peek your sexy collarbones

the concavity, formed

by the mountains of your muscle

and the valleys of your chest.

you are so completely inside of

my memories, of

this hole,

this shirt.

there is a hole in this shirt.

  • Me: So. How about that breakfast?
  • Him: Well. I already ate.
  • Him: What's on your mind.
  • Me: Damn. My methods of distraction aren't working.
  • Him: They're tempting, but...
  • Me: This. I want you, all of you. So badly.
  • Me: (whispering) you have the sexiest collarbones, ever.
  • Him: You can't even see them.
  • Me: (kisses) but I can feel them.

April 22, 2012

Laying on that bed, exploring further and further into one another, enjoying every second. I expose a weakness through simple pleasure, with every gasp, shiver,  and breath. Nothing else in the world matters, but you. 

dizzyinaconsciousmind:

Spring Break Day 3: Waiting to give blood and realizing that I can be pretty.Only on Wednesdays…
JK. I’m motherfucking gorgeous.

dizzyinaconsciousmind:

Spring Break Day 3: Waiting to give blood and realizing that I can be pretty.Only on Wednesdays…

JK. I’m motherfucking gorgeous.