and he had an erection. it’s not fair that that wasn’t my boyfriend’s boner. he is so far away.
because i love dancing the night away. dancing with boys is fun too, until they ask you to show them the tattoos on your body. ones that don’t even exist.
because sex makes you open up a part of yourself. a sliver of you that not many people get to see. it’s a vulnerable state no matter how comfortable, relaxed, or into it you are. it’s a big fucking step. and i always end up caring for those who show me their soul.