Drowsyscorner - A Dreamer, That’s What She Was

"Mission", Leonard Cohen

December. pink turtlenecks. frost-silver mornings. marzipan fruit. friend dates to the museum, afternoons spent wandering between shimmering oil paintings in gilded frames. luxuriously slow evening stretches. the scent of mulled wine and sugar roasted almonds. sparkling lip gloss. heavy shopping bags and fine mists of rain. hair oil. ballet dreams. tangerine-scented fingertips.

boobies from last night 🎀✨

oh no i'm thinking about missionary anal and soft kisses again

my goal for 2025 is small simple and clear: change my whole entire life

Sloppy slow blowjob while we watch TV because I need your cock in my mouth

— J. W. Goethe

praise me, adore me, worship me

Hey how's the ovulation going

im a danger to myself and others