“I am not good. I am not virtuous. I am not sympathetic. I am not generous. I am merely and above all a creature of intense passionate feeling. I feel—everything. It is my genius. It burns me like fire.”
— Mary MacLane (via naturaekos)
Verse 1
Now I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing "Hallelujah"
Verse 4
There was a time you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
#broken hallelujah
bury me deep in your arms
“yeah sex is nice, but when you haven’t been held in months sex isn’t what you miss the most”
— the little innocent things are what you miss the most /// r. (via juststayoptimistic)
Goals
❤💋
Close your eyes. Focus on me. Open your mouth. Open your pussy.
They are mine. I know you. Feel me inside.
That’s it, baby. Bite me deep. Bear down hard. Take me in. Cum on me.
I own you. Let yourself go. You are mine. I’ll keep you. My little slut.
Moan for me. My pretty girl. My sexy girl. I have you. Do not move.
I control you. All your openings. All your wet. This soft tongue.
Everything is mine. Do you hear? Answer me. Who’s are you? Tell me now.
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