Yesterday was all about the beach and getting her nails done, all that was missing was lasagna and it would literally be Corinne's perfect day.
I just want a butch to touch my boobs, I'm so needy these days. Gosh. I'm almost crying about this already, help.
50% of my time I'm thinking about Butchs, the other 50% I'm thinking about lasagna.
the rest of this quote reads, "but I am off my knees now." but...I can't say that yet...
99% of my problems would be solved if I just had a Vivienne Westwood lighter.
Butch Lover ♱
I want a butch to love and be her lover. I want a butch so I can stroke her hair while I swear my love to her. I want a butch so I can cuddle in the dark while we kiss. I want a butch so I can kiss her breasts and tell her how much I love her. I want a butch so I can make her lunch every morning so she can go to work. I want a butch so I can be her safe haven and whenever she needs me I will be there to take care of her and tell her that everything will be okay. I want a butch so we can make love while we swear our love to each other. I want a butch so I can be her wife, the one who will be by her side whenever she needs me, the one who will love her and make her happy.
Hecate, I beg you, send me a butch wife so she can love me as much as I will love her.
I mean, it's really about falling in love, like... writing letters, humming, getting lost in thought about her, smiling like an idiot thinking about her. That... seems to be dying out these days, falling in love doesn't seem as magical as it used to.