Rebecca. Twenty One. College Jr. Coffee. Sidd. Creep.
I gave up long ago,
thought you’d never show.
I saw your face shine like the sun,
it glows, thought I’d let this go.
Your depression shows when you talk about home.
You said: “I can’t wait to leave this town and go away on my own”.
And the thought of it shakes all my bones,
in this weak body I used to own.
I can’t do this alone.
Rest now for you lie in the arms of another man hand in hand,
you’re much more safe now,
though compared to these hands that would smother your plans.
I just hope you’re better off.
This time I’m on my own. [x2]
I always see you in my sleep,
it goes on and on until I’m waking.
It’s hard to get by these days,
it goes on and on until I’m breaking.
I can’t think of a single thing out there that can soothe,
I’ll just fork my head all day until I can’t move.
1) kinkiest? I don’t think I have an answer for that tbh. everyone has their own definition of kinky. what is kinky to me may be a bore to others or may be something so disgusting. I think the fact that I called my ex boyfriend daddy to satisfy some incestuous desires within him was pretty kinky. But for me, I think anal sex is kinky and thats my favorite thing to do because it’s so taboo still.
2) Best attribute? Is it limited to my boobs or butt? because I’d pick neither. I think my best attribute, physically, is my hair, jaw line, cheek bones, and lips. If I absolutely had to pick just one, probably my cheek bones.
3) give/receive a rim job? RECEIVE 100% completely.
Thin privilege is being able to go to the store and buy 10 bags of candy without the clerk smirking and muttering under her breath “i can’t believe this fatass is going to eat all of this.”
Actually, for your information, I eat candy very rarely. That candy? Was for Easter Baskets and the candy basket at work.