Maybe It’s Okay To Admit That I’m Lonely
These feelings and thoughts are something about which few talk and to which few admit, but if I’m feeling it, I know most others do too.
If Breasts Distract You, That’s Your Own Problem
Every single person is a product of sex, but sex is wrong. We’re born nude, but we must cover up. Children are nourished with breasts, but women can’t show them.
What It Means To Be A Woman Who Does Exactly What She Wants (No Matter What)
I should enjoy inviting a man over on a Friday afternoon to make love and pleasure each other, to lay in each other’s sweat and passionate kisses, legs intertwined, because I can. Because I want to do it.
Are You Thinking Of Me Too?
Are you craving my smile and tickles down your bare back as you lay your weight onto mine?
Sometimes I Just Want To Touch You
sometimes, as in all the time, I want you back.
This Time I’m Being The Carefree Girl
I told myself to be carefree to just have fun to enjoy you because I could.
The Truth About Material Goods (And Why They Don’t Mean Shit)
Not even the nicest of homes nor the most stunning ocean view
can distract my mind from what it wants, what it misses.
I Just Need To Know If This Is Worth It To You, Too
I need to feel you, your emotional connection to me, your attraction to me.
I Do Kinda Like You
And I don’t take it back.
This Is Me Saying That I Miss You
I’m scared to text because I’m supposed to not let you know I’m thinking about you.