We’re Not Romantic, But Fuck It “ It’s not something I tell my friends about anymore. I don’t want to see disapproving faces. I just want your mouth on mine.
It’s 2 AM And Your Name Is Lighting Up The Entirety Of The Taxicab “ My skin will set to fire as your body rolls on top of mine.
A Woman Who Loves Another Woman Is Forever Young “ To love a woman is to play with fire. Yet I don’t mind the occasional burns and bruises.
I’m Done Accepting Love From Men Who Only Want Me On Saturday Nights “ Broken hearts and bloody thighs, whispered promises of intimacy carried on the backs of lonely boys.
Since I Can’t Have Him, All I Have Is The Memories Of Him Fucking Me “ Screw it, I practically order him in a fleeting moment of domination, just take the damn dress off.
I Want To Do The Dirtiest Things To You “ I want you to kiss me on my lips, soft at first, hesitant. I want a few more of those kisses, where we’re both in our heads more than the moment, wondering what the other person is thinking and if they want more.
