Love Ya“How does this shirt look on me?” She asks.Love Ya
Gorgeous. I think. You are so beautiful that I can barely control myself around you. I wonder, “What would she say if I told her that? What if I explained how I felt? “If I said, ‘I’m feeling kinda down,’ surely, she’d comfort me. If I then said, ‘I think I’m in love,’ surely, she’d ask if she knew him. “But if I then said, ‘It’s not a he,’ would she stick around? Would she be afraid that I’d pounce on her? If I told her I loved her, would she ever want to see me again?” Stu
Portraits of a Maybelast KissHe wants to show you how he feels desperate clinging ravenous kisses pool water and tears disguising and hiding, each pretending to be the other. His hands in her hair and that awful music playing in the background.Portraits of a Maybelast Kiss
She and you, lying on the couch, warm and serene and used to the touch (used to be tough) eyes open, eyes shut hand in hand legs and legs. Sweet and tranquil, when inside she's burning you're both burning.
Split screen and split personality. Ambivalent to the fullest extent. Do you need a hero or a heroin
CommunicationHow do you tell himCommunication
that every time he touches you you feel cheap, yet you are, inexplicably, drawn to his hands?
How do you explain that you’re tired of being a slut, when you’re gasping with pleasure at his body’s weight against you?
How can you say you don’t want to kiss him anymore, if you’ve been thinking about his lips all day?
How can you let him know what you want when you’re not sure whether you want it or not?
That you pray each day to resist his temptation but u
The Chemicals Between UsColin had received the letter two weeks after his eighteenth birthday. “Congratulations!” it began. “You are pre-approved for a Breeding Marriage License! Enclosed is form MGA-1304, application for suggested partners. Please complete this form and return it to the Ministry for Genetic Affairs to request your list of genetically compatible partners.” He folded the letter back into its envelope and drew out the application. After scanning across it briefly, he set it on the table and opened the next item, another piece of college junk mail.The Chemicals Between Us
It sat in a filing cabinet until a biting February day three years later. As he was walking
I appreciate it.
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