My soul has always recognized yours...from the most simple beginning of our story its been inexplicably pulled towards yours. Blindly trusting I've followed where it's led me. Not always sure where, but knowing I'm always safely tucked beside you and your endless supply of forehead kisses and caring demeanor. I've become settled in these happy-go-lucky days. My heart stays at peace. My mind open. My soul savoring every moment it's entangled with yours.
getting fucked past the point of dignity. where i no longer care what i look like or sound like. where i'll do anything so you'll keep doing whatever you're doing. and i don't even 100% know what you're doing anymore. just that it feels good. my body's on fire. every nerve is alive. just whatever you're doing don't stop. just whatever you're doing i want more more more. fuuuuuuuck.
stigma translates into less people getting tested, less people getting treatment, less people disclosing, & less people having honest conversations about their sexual health. soooo you do the math
Sleepy girls deserve to have their pussy played with and titties sucked.
Very Dangerous ๐