going through some old things, old videos, old photos, old conversations. noticing how different ive become. im not sure if ive just grown up, or i forgot how i really am. im not sure if its the people around me. im not sure, but it brings a deep sadness knowing im not the same person i used to be..
“That’s what really scares me. Falling in love is easy. Having sex is easier. But bumping into someone that can spark your soul - that shit is rare. You could fuck four, five, all the people in a god damned room and you’d only feel a connection with one. Or none at all. And what sucks is despite the undeniable real magnetic pull between the two of you, more often than not, you don’t end up together.”
Kiss her inner thighs & she’ll be all over you