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Subtitled "Vaginas Have Teeth" @plasticcourage A half-full glass bottle Just strong black tea, right. And that tin full of mints... And those capsules of white...
honest. open. faintly broken. I straightened my hair. straightened out my issues. time to be a good girl. no more excuses. no more fucking around. if necessary, I'll glue my eyes to the ground.
The intimacy of kissing another person. Feeling their lips on yours, tongues dancing the tango of lust as bodies pushed together crave a need that can't be explained.
Define my existence, My torn paper edges, With your rough-soft kisses, Lips and stubble, Hands woven in my Tumbled hair, On my back, Held tight, tighter, Like I finally matter.
As I look over Opuss, I see a million and 1 posts full of heartbreaking poetry and endless questioning of love.
Sometimes, just sometimes, I think that I have found someone who will love me.