☆ gypsy/indie blog ☆
Andy Dwyer blooper
My mother is worried that I have mental problems, I found a book about teenage paranoid delusions during a routine search of my parent’s bedroom, after that I started slipping certain choice phrases into our conversation.
I don’t want sex, I want the things that lead up to it. The slow kissing then the passionate kissing, then the pulling closer, the neck kisses, the grabbing, biting, heavy breathing, grinding, the pauses while you catch your breath, feeling each other. Oh my.