via cup of jo
I love New York with all my heart, but wouldn't it be a treat to sneak off to this place for a mere week? A few days would suffice. Send me there, adventure fund!
when he loves me. in bed. when he puts his arms around me, and i can feel his skin, his heart beating, his breath, and i smell him, it’s like africa. it’s like, i get scared because all of my guts shake. sometimes i press my hands against myself because i think things are coming loose inside. he just touches me, starts to barely touch me, and i’m so frightened because it’s so much, it’s so hot, it’s so close to losing my mind.