I dont want sex, i want the things that lead up to it. The slow kissing then the passionate kissing, then the pulling closer, the neck kisses, the grabbing, biting, heavy breathing, grinding, the pauses while you catch your breath, feeling each other. Oh my.
Just decided that from now on I’m going to be a badass bitch from hell, do what I want, not let anybody fuck with me, and I’m not going to let my happiness be dependent on having a boyfriend. Also anyone who wants to talk to me can come talk to me I am not speaking to anyone first. Basically I’m going to be Blair Waldorf and Chuck Bass all at the same time.
i hate it when u stop being friends w someone or u break up w someone cos uve got all this information about them like at the back of ur mind like their birthday or their favorite game or whatever, and even years later things will come up and you’ll think about that person and its like. oh. and it never really Stops