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I’ve broken so many hearts before, I guess this only makes sense
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Totoe will be killing himself soon💛 thanks for all the good times y’all.
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Literally I will lose that desire to feel that pleasure so I can grow with you.
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Karma will be back. It will Balance. She fucked me over and used me and hurt me knowingly!
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The nigga that gave her everything and wanted nothing but the best
Wasn't enough
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do u ever think about someone and ur like: i wanna take care of them so hard??? i want to be their #1 supporter especially during times when they think no one believes in them. i want to comfort them when their thoughts are too loud and i’ll stay up with them all night until they drift off into a peaceful sleep in my arms. like u just wanna b there for them???? and love them endlessly????? and give them affection and so much love that they have never received????
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It starts with seeing her
Walking towards the car. Getting in. She says "hi totoe" and those three syllabols hit me like a semi truck. I lose grip of all the phony shows I feel I put on for society. I'm raw, refreshed, and exposed. .. by her. We're pure. We don't want to hurt each other anymore or even in the first place. We understand pain is a part of the process, and commitment is stronger between us. I feel her soft, delicate hands inside of mine. She's precious; her body in perspective of mine is tiny. I'm this large man with size 14 feet and hands bigger than my face, and yet the intimidation I feel from her provokes a beautiful unnerve in my stomach. It's a good feeling however as most of this intimidation is wanted: in fact it's cherished. I don't want to lose her because she means beyond the world to me...
We make love. And that word in that context is very interesting. Yes. Yes my lover kiss me! Hold me.. put your lips on places of my body never before kissed. My heart beat increases and energy seeps through my veins. Animalistic nature takes over. The weight of her on my lap. The smell of her perfume and laundry detergent make me forget what room, house, state, and country I'm in. My hands wrapped around her waist, hers on my chest, we kiss slowly; tenderly. I feel good, but my focus is on her. The lovely, radiant woman across from me. I want to make her lose control. I want sensations from my slow messages to echo through her body. I want to hear her moan and breathe deeply from the feeling of me. We remove our clothes in a rhythm. It's never awkward to stop. It's never uncomfortable. I see her body ...
Her body. It's her. My lover !!!! Her voice and eyes are drawing me closer and closer. My heartbeat changes from steady to a raging sea storm. I want to kiss her... everywhere. I want to feel her soft skin in my palms as she throws her head back. We're nature together. I can feel her heart pounding in her chest. She's excited; I'm estatic. My hands go from her hips to her breasts. Just thinking about them makes my stomach full with butterflies. She is incredibly beautiful and so is her chest. I lick and massage and grab them. She moans and pulls me closer. Mutters out sounds like, "that feels SO good." I know it does because she loves me in that same way.
There's more to type but I'll just stop here. Our sex is nature. Unforced and only when desired. I respect her body and the love we make is beyond physically, it's a soul touch 💛
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Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.“
Mahatma Gandhi
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What happened to us? I try to keep the mentality of when we first met. I feel like she just can't see me the same
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You understand I feel like shit when it's like this
"I don't think we should hang" when I just said I want to.
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Her hands are works of art. I love staring at her and admiring the nature of her beauty
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