Though our souls are tied
her flesh is indescribable.
She has a constant lust for meat
and I alone cannot fulfil this want
that she so often conveys in her every moment. 277 more words
Tags » Nymphomaniac
i hate therapists. i hate the way they lean over their desk and make that “i’m here for you but also more professional and smarter than you” glare, then they smile at you when you make a joke and turn immediately serious again the second you say something sad. 703 more words