So i need that kinda sex where we’re both in so much need for being touched. That dirty talking kind and pullin my hair and tellin me what to do kinda sex. Where we’re both shivering with anticipation of whats to come next. That kind where you scream “Just fucking fuck me dammit” kinda sex. I need to be controlled kinda sex.
Dear Sleep: you were mine for the summer, now we know its nearly over, feels like snow in September, but I always will remember you were my summer love