And You Carry Me
i cannot stand the brush of a hand in accidental touch i move and arch away from the contact of a stranger i am a shadow of evasion and a dervish of space and room the lines of my world…
i cannot stand the brush of a hand in accidental touch i move and arch away from the contact of a stranger i am a shadow of evasion and a dervish of space and room the lines of my world…
When I’m stressed, I push you away. I don’t want to, I need you more than ever at that point, in fact, but I feel like I have to.
I don’t technically know when I lost my virginity.
Just make sure that with whatever type of sex you’re having in real life, your vagina is happy. And if that leads you to getting naked with another woman in real life, you can just thank me later.