I want to buy expensive lingerie, and I want to find a guy that wants to look at my body long enough to appreciate it. Love is such a rushed thing. I just get swept along in the idea that maybe it could work this time if I just tried hard enough. People tell me I am easy to fall for. I think it’s because I fall so easily. I want to find a guy that kisses me slowly and often. I’m sick of breathing in your hair instead of your breath.
When I think about it, I really just want to lay with you. Forget about my day and welcome the moon and stars, with you, into my arms. I crave the moments when I don’t mind being woken up as your weight shifts and my mind drifts back and forth, asleep and awake, asleep and awake, giving me the…
i honestly just need someone to come into my life that really genuinely cares about me and wants to sit and have long conversations about things that actually matter and wants to go on adventures late at night and wants to be there for me at my lowest points and celebrate with me at my highest points and just be the rock that keeps me going when life gets rough
I like first dates. Today was nice and unexpected.