"What is it like
to have someone
who knows your body
better than you do
your own,
to have this person
trace their finger
down your spine
and when they whisper
three words
you feel every hair
on your body stick up in response,
with the shivers going
all the way into your heart
and somewhere in your soul.
What is it like
to feels someone’s burning touch
while they are just gazing
into your eyes,
to taste their lips,
one kiss,
a second,
and one more after another
and feeling like it’s the first time
every time.
What is it like
to fall asleep next to someone
on a Jack Daniels kind of Saturday night
and find them drinking coffee
right besides you
the next morning?"

A Story A Day #199 by M.D.L

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really sad because i’m not with you anymore…i already feel lost and it’s been two hours

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god who fucking cares. who fucking cares. who fucking cares. everyone stop being offended and mad over the smallest shit ever. ask urself who the fuck fucking cares

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not sure what it is about tiny bows on bras and underwear but theyre neat as hell

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do you ever wanna listen to music but every song is just not the right song

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