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Can we cuddle?
In just our underwear, so our skin can touch? Can I hold you while you wrap yourself around me? I’ll play with your hair and drag my fingertips across your skin. I’ll peck at your neck while you giggle and tell me to stop. We could whisper sweet things to each other over pillows that no one could hear. We’d just stare in each others eyes until a smile cracked the silence of our lips.
Then you can put your dick in me.
And buy me Chinese food.
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A cheetah cub gives another cub a high-speed piggy back as they play on the savanna in Ngorongoro Conservation Area, Ndutu Plains, Tanzania. Paul Souders photographed them larking around in front of their mother. Picture: Paul Souders / Barcroft Media
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Eve.
Albert Besnard, From Les eaux-fortes de Besnard (The etchings of Besnard), by André-Charles Coppier, Paris, 1920.
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The best thing about dreams is that fleeting moment, when you are between asleep and awake, when you don’t know the difference between reality and fantasy, when for just that one moment you feel with your entire soul that the dream is reality, and it really happened.
— James Arthur Baldwin (via theredsungiant)
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Okay I promise this is the last one tonight.
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Louis Tomlinson being a fab bitch appreciation post
always better than you
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