My name is Ashley-Nicole, 
Elizabeth Taylor on the set of Giant, photographed by Frank Worth, 1955
And if not that,
Then just violated.
I don’t really know what to call/make of it, all I know is it wasn’t right.
I’m sure I played a part in it,
But howas I supposed to know that someone with a gf would take teasing so seriously?
The smell of you is stained on my clothes,
And idk if I’ll be able to let this go.
My heart’s still pounding,
And the words “are you scared?” are still ringing in my ears
I need my best friend :(
It’s all just based on physical attraction.
Tangled in your warm embrace.
The sweet nectar of your skin.
Your gentle lips pressed against my face.
The slight caress of my hand,
painting pictures on your back.
As you brush away my hair,
Our eyes lock in a longing stare.
Wrapped up in eachother’s arms.
Tangled in your warm embrace.
The sweet nectar of your skin.
Your gentle lips pressed against my face.
In this moment,
time stands still.
And my heart’s beat’s have had their fill.
for now.
for good.
forever.
who knows.
but he’s back.
and right now, that’s all that matters.
Amusing Ourselves to Death by Stuart McMillen (May 2009)
Aldous Huxley (Author: “Brave New World”) vs. George Orwell (Author: Nineteen Eighty-Four)
(via breathe-here)
what do you do?
You are pretty fucking perfect, just sayin’
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