Basically, dating is like climbing a volcano and you never know when it’s going to erupt, dumping molten lava and burning you
I just watched this documentary on the mating habits of whiptail lizards and trust me, if those things can make it happen, you can too, my friend.
I’d start by laying her down on my bed and undressing her. Slowly. Carefully. So she wiggled and stretched and soft pants escaped her lips. My hands would be all over her. My mouth, too. When she wore nothing but the blue scrap of lace between her ...
Life has no guarantees, but my life has no meaning if you're not in it.
This is me, asking a risk-taker like you to trust me. To let me love you until I take my last breath. These were my last solo flights. From now on I want to wing everything with you and only you.
