do you ever get in those moods where you don’t feel like reading and you don’t feel like being on the internet and you don’t feel like watching a show and you don’t feel like sleeping and you don’t feel like existing in general
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from now on, by law, no one is allowed to ask me what i plan to do with my life or about my future plans. i’ve updated my privacy policy.
i want my hand between your legs. Not in an “i wanna fuck you” type of way, but in a “you’re fucking mine” type of way
I need a stronger way to say I love you
because it’s just not cutting it
Cover me in hickies
As a blanket
For my pale white skin
And heavy soul
Kinda tired, kinda in the mood to receive a few hickies
“I want to leave hickies in my favorite places of you.”
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Megaatomicjellyfishcollector 