Kiss her deep after going down on her. Show her how good she tastes. Sharing is caring.

I want your body as fervently as I want your mind.

“Somewhere someone is thinking of you. Someone is calling you an angel. This person is using celestial colors to paint your image. Someone is making you into a vision so beautiful that it can only live in the mind. Someone is thinking of the way your breath escapes your lips when you are touched. How your eyes close and your jaw tightens with concentration as you give pleasure a home. These thoughts are saving a life somewhere right now. In some airless apartment on a dark, urine stained, whore lined street, someone is calling out to you silently and you are answering without even being there. So crystalline. So pure. Such life saving power when you smile. You will never know how you have cauterized my wounds. So sad that we will never touch. How it hurts me to know that I will never be able to give you everything I have”

I will enjoy this life. I will open itlike a peach in season, suck the juicefrom every finger, run my tongue overmy chin. I will not worry about clichésor uninvited guests peering in my windows.I will love and be loved. Save and be saveda thousand times. I will let the want intomy body, bless the heat under my skin.My life, I will not waste it. I will enjoy this life.

Water, what waters you? This simple yet profound question has the power to make us pause and reflect on the things that truly nourish and sustain us. We often go through life, busy and preoccupied, without giving much thought to what truly brings us joy and fulfillment. Just like plants need water to grow, we too need to identify and embrace the things that water our souls.

if the winter could talk, what would he sound like? is his voice cold like the wind, is it bitter or sharp like the trees without leaves?what stories would he know? of people wandering through the forest and loving the icy breeze, of couples holding each other tight and sharing their warmthwhat do you think about when the first snow falls? I remember your heartbeat right next to mine, snowflakes fill the sky and the sound of footsteps in freshly fallen snow, hot chocolate after a walk in the freezing cold and the smell of christmas all over the house

i am no longer available for things that make me feel like shit