My toxic trait is holding in my emotions until I’m ready to explode. 🥺💔 I’ll say “I’m fine” a thousand times, even when I’m mentally and emotionally exhausted. I bottle everything up, overthink in silence, and pretend nothing bothers me. Then one little thing pushes me over the edge, and suddenly everything I’ve been holding back comes pouring out. I’m not trying to be difficult. I just got so used to being strong that I forgot how to let myself be vulnerable. 🖤🥀
I drag her mouth to mine. Eyes shut, tattooed arm locked around my neck. Tongues clash, breath stolen. I grip her jaw and kiss her harder until she gasps into me. Heat. Teeth. That moan. I do not let her pull away. She melts. Mine.