liberatingreality:

Repression is chosen isolation.

liberatingreality:

Repression is chosen isolation.

Your words
Eat
Lick
Bite
my flesh
But in a way
Were I keep begging
For
More

stillfiguringlifeout:

Was so nervous I forgot to include emotions lol

First spoken word I have ever preformed. I haven’t been that terrified in a while lol

Your words slither
Down my neck
Poision ivy
Waterfalls flowing
Your hands
Send chills
Down my thighs
You look at me
with innocence
I manage to moan
Fuck
Me

Fuck, I want to have her in ways no one else has ever had her or ever will have her.
(via monamourhabibi)

Wolf In sheep’s clothing
you feed off of lust
You reek of perfection
I swear
I’d tear you apart
To bad
We are both wolves
And don’t mix

I wanted to drown
between your thighs
I’m begging
For the taste
Of perfection
In my mouth

stillfiguringlifeout:

I feel every single 
Tingling sensation 
You keep injecting 
Lust 
Into my blood stream 
Now pieces of clothing 
Keep burning 
Off
You control 
my movements 
Your Hands 
Guide my hips 
Into  a raging storm 
Your lips 
Have become tides 
I’m drowning
The closer you pull me in 
The deeper you  sink 
Then push away 
Just as quickly 
As I cum

stillfiguringlifeout:

I feel every single
Tingling sensation
You keep injecting
Lust
Into my blood stream
Now pieces of clothing
Keep burning
Off
You control
my movements
Your Hands
Guide my hips
Into a raging storm
Your lips
Have become tides
I’m drowning
The closer you pull me in
The deeper you sink
Then push away
Just as quickly
As I cum

stillfiguringlifeout:

I hate you
For
Being so damn imperfect
Because
Now
I look for your
Imperfections
In every
Person
I
See

© m.l

stillfiguringlifeout:

You once thought
That we were made up of
Stars and particles
That we were in a path for collision
we were never ment for
Anything more than a black hole
You kept reminding me
Of the journeys we would face
Only time would heal are falling pieces
I begged
We are shooting stars
In the the midst of chaos
I just hope
You listened
And understood
For once
That nothings perfect