yo...
Anonymous asked:
The other day I slept over at my bf. We slept in separate beds because his parents didn't want us to sleep in the same bed, but in the morning i snuck into his room to wake him up. I ended up snuggled up to him. Things began to get quite intimate when he woke up. He kept hinting for me to give him a bj but i wasnt sure if i was ready. He sad that it was fine and he didn't want ti rush me. but he hasnt really talked to me since and i'm kinda worried that i've done something wrong :/

you didn’t do anything wrong.  If he stops talking to you because you didn’t want to give him a bj then he’s a fukkboy and you’re better off without him. 


He thinks I’m beautiful…

IT’S BEEN YEARS. I FINALLY MANAGE TO FORGET AND THEN THE SMELL OF STRAWBERRY BUBBLE GUM BRINGS you BACK.  THEN THE MEMORIES COME, NOT GRADUALLY BUT LIKE A TSUNAMI PASSING OVER MY MIND, FLOODING IT WITH  THOUGHTS OF you AND DESTROYING ANY PROGRESS I MADE.  DESTROYING MY BALANCE.  MY LEGS GIVE OUT I COLLAPSE.  ON THE FLOOR I’M DROWNING FROM THE INSIDE, I GASP FOR AIR BUT I CANT BREATHE SO MY BODY EMPTIES THE WATER THROUGH MY EYES.  GASPING FOR AIR WITH WATER FLOWING FROM MY EYES AND I CAN’T REMEMBER HOW TO BREATHE.  I REMEMBER you. ONLY you.  I’M DROWNING. I NEED TO SAVE MYSELF SO I LET THICK WATER  FLOW OM MY WRISTS.  I TASTE THE SALT FROM THE TIDAL WAVE AND THE IRON FROM THE RUINS OF MY MIND.  I SPEND ALL NIGHT DROWNING ON THE FLOOR.   THE SUN RISES AND DRIES ME UP I WASH THE SALT AND IRON OFF OF MY BODY.   I FORGET.  I INHALE AND SAVE MY BREATH FOR THE NEXT WAVE.

tumblr is not what it use to be for me… i used to love it and now it’s just eh