August 2009
13 posts
dear, dear.
rickhawk:
stop making me smile so hard my jaw is hurting.
let's
rickhawk:
fuck.
yourwrite:
I want you. I want your touch. I want your fingers through my hair and laced in between mine. I want tangled limbs getting lost under sheets. I want the warm strong embrace of your arms around me. I want the kind of stare where you lay inches away from each other but don’t make another move. I want to fall asleep in your arms. I want to wake up just as we fell asleep. I want smoke to...
