I wish I was still good at this, damn.
Shit I need to finish


a bed shaped universe the pressure coming from your lips, i swear it will suck my soul straight from below mya bed shaped universe by ~BlueMeadow193
chest, bellowing in your existence. sometimes i swear we will shatter with the impulse of our
veins pressing against cold white sheets we are heating with every inch of emotion we have
bottled up for saturday nights spent alone in rooms with TVs flashing in the background.
shadows bouncing around the room in galaxy like formations, constellations gracing your
back as you straddle my waist, bending your skinny navel over to grace my lips, your hair
dripping on my chin and around my neck like meteorites crashing a bendable surface.
we are floati