She’s up all night to pet dogs
I’m up all night to pet dogs
We’re up all night to pet dogs
We’re up all night to pet puppies
okay but Picasso’s ‘head’ and Elle??????
"You’re the kind of girl people read about in fairy tales."
"I don’t want to be a princess. I don’t need saving."
He cocked his head to the side and considered me for a second. I could feel his eyes on me and I looked up to meet his gaze only to look away again. Those grey pools bore into me and I shrugged the shivers off.
"You’re not a princess." He began, "you’re the side character who nobody ever gives a second thought to. You’re the friend who takes the fall; the companion who’s always second best; the under-appreciated, forgotten character. You’re softly spoken yet always opinionated."
He sat down in front of me and lifted my chin so our eyes met. I shook my head and he paused.
"You act so strong, so on top of everything. You’re the girl who no one knows even though they think they do."
And then he kissed me and my heart flipped.
"You’re the girl authors dream of. You’re the symbol whose so understated only the select few understand. I would never demean you by comparing you to a princess.""
I think it’s ironic and sad how somebody who once was the reason you smiled is now the cause of your pain.
But then I think it’s not all that strange, because as soon as you start caring, as soon as you open your heart up to all that happiness and love… Well that’s the moment you’ve opened yourself up to a whole world of potential hurt and heartbreak isn’t it?
i’m into some kinky shit sure… have you ever heard of “kissing”?