learned-and-yearned

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Please everything has been so overwhelming lately I wanna lay on top of someone and hide my face against their chest while they run their fingers through my hair and tell me it’s all gonna be okay

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Getting pulled into a kiss by my belt would fix me i think

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concept: we wake up together on a sunday morning, we are wrapped in sheets u pull me closer and kiss my forehead. i smile against ur neck the window is open there's a small breeze. we’re listening to slow music. we have no plans today we are not hurried or rushed. we are in love

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[DAZED FROM BLOOD LOSS] hey not to kill the vibe completely but i think i am in love with you

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i don't want sex. i want love. i want to be understood. i want to never feel alone. i want to come home to someone i miss all day when i'm at work. i want someone who motivates me. i want someone who trusts me. i want someone who loves me for me, not what i do. i want real love.

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I need a boyfriend. I need a GUY IN MY BED. I NEED US TO BOTH BE THERE. It'd be good, and we'd be so sweet to each other in public and in the dark. It could be the moonlight shining in or pure darkness, and he'd be loved, AND ID BE LOVING HIM GOD. It'd start off slow, and of course, the fan is on, but, as if there's music playing that only we can hear between the heavy breathing, there'd be some transformation, some force. (ok, maybe in some of these, someone is a supernatural creature....we'll cross that bridge when we get to it). There's aggression, sweat follows with the scene, and we're both being praised even if we can't get any actual words out. It's good, and we're no longer deprived, and we'd get to be genuine. It wouldn't be ugly, it could be beautiful in the eyes of the beholder, of course, that is true. All that would matter is that it's us. He makes my hips buck, and I can't help but feel embarrassed and relieved. Godddddd I'd fuck him sweetly against any surface and I'd caress his hair out of his face so he could see himself (CEILING MIRRORRRRR) and how beautiful he looks when I eat him out. And we'd be joyful once more as we watched something and we'd shower together, and I'd get any of the parts of him that were still fresh or a bit bruised. Gently, it'd be love. I'd make sure the towels were warm after we got out (it's called pre-planning and putting the towels in the dryer so they're really nice after) and he'd reassure any doubts or worries I couldn't seem to shake. FUCK ITD BE NICE.

And then, ideally, all of this would be actually happening, and I wouldn't be able to finish this post... ONE DAY

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who wants to play horror games for me as i hide in their chest and watch... taking applications...

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Work is over for time being ergo i need a partner in my bed to cuddle and lie on while they watch their favourite show and i fall asleep

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— C.T. Salazar; Headless John The Baptist Hitchhiking

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Someday, someone will understand how my heart and soul should be taken care properly.

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When I see his face, daylight plays in my head

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Pulling the rift in my heart a little further apart till it becomes a canyon for you

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Boy who will kiss me in the middle of me rambling on about my hyper fixation then giving me a sweet smile and telling me to continue after they’ve made me get all flustered

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in my mind i am holding them tightly, kissing their forehead and we are napping together

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