♥ Evangelion ♥
20 / AUS / SINGLE
Personal and random blog. I reblog stuff I like or what I feel.
Sometimes NSFW. Often dark/depressive.
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"For each person there is a sentence—a series of words—which has the power to destroy them."
"That’s the problem with putting others first; you’ve taught them you come second."
I'll kiss you so softly that you'll sigh and your knees go weak and spread apart. My hand will trail downwards teasingly not touching where you want my to, I'll hold eye contact the whole time and just as you begin to whimper, begging, then I'll give you what you want and I'll stroke it so sweetly your eyes roll backwards. I'll just watch as you come undone beneath my hands.
Dayum I like the sound of this and I like where this is going ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Gonna keep going? ;) ;3 ;D
Takes more than that to embarrass me enough not to post though.
I enjoy doing favours for people and helping them out but it really makes me wonder whether I’m being used. How am I supposed to know whether someone is genuinely grateful or whether they don’t give a fuck about me at all?