I want to be the cause of what you do to the middle of the night, I wanna be the one to own that privilege. I wanna make you scream while you’re getting single handed by my hand, playing with your clit as I see your eyes twitch. Absolute perfection to observe..
Whenever I go to sleep, I find myself in a position where I wake up, still dizzy, but lusty, and I make my way slowly, touching myself, enjoying the harmony of exhaustion and pleasure at the same time. I think I’m really a masochist.
At this point, it feels so fake to me that without even having enough knowledge, people are striking each other, good compliments, and praising one another because of lust. It’s so fucking lame. It makes me wanna puke. I wanna vomit everywhere.
I’m not even going to talk about the beauty standards here, all I can think is how people are losing themselves over their fucking instincts. Thank God at least I can compliment to things I enjoy seeing. On the other I don’t believe everyone feels the same as I do.