Monday, 29 October 2012

I found this on the internet

He’s beautiful when he lights cigarettes, when he’s biting my nipples or bringing me coffee. He’s funny and fun and good and gentle and filthy and kind and calm. He makes me relax and he makes me laugh and he fucks me like it’s the end of the world.

http://www.girlonthenet.com/2012/02/14/on-being-in-love/