Curious Muse

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CURRENT MOON


twitter.com/curiousmuse1:

    "I remember that it hurt, looking at her hurt."

    Stuck In Love

    notjustcookies

            That. 

    I remember that it hurt, looking at his hurt.

    (Source: envysloth, via notjustcookies)

    — 9 hours ago with 477 notes
    herliege:

Things that go drip in the night
These slow drips have been known to drive people insane.
Yes you might lie there and think you know what happens next. The cold on your skin, so close. Just cold brushing the surface, not touching, no. Just the hint, enough to cause goosebumps.
The odd drip elicits a gasp, your body reaches out, wants more, closer, touch. Any touch, even icy cold. Another drip. But want is not enough.
No reaching out, no, except for those goosebumps, and other peaks that reveal your desire.  But not you, no. No touch, except another little drip.
A bit lower then. Didn’t say you could move. Don’t. The cold seems closer, does it? Or is it your imagination? No I won’t drive you insane, only with lust perhaps. Because want is not enough. Drip.
Need is what I want to see, raw, uninhibited need, desperation if you like, your body’s shameless begging, complete surrender, yes!
But most of all, pure and undiluted need. The kind that melts an ice cube. And who knows where that damned thing might go when I get what I want.
words : M. / Her Liege   -   image by JMB  -   please leave credits intact

    herliege:

    Things that go drip in the night

    These slow drips have been known to drive people insane.

    Yes you might lie there and think you know what happens next. The cold on your skin, so close. Just cold brushing the surface, not touching, no. Just the hint, enough to cause goosebumps.

    The odd drip elicits a gasp, your body reaches out, wants more, closer, touch. Any touch, even icy cold. Another drip. But want is not enough.

    No reaching out, no, except for those goosebumps, and other peaks that reveal your desire.  But not you, no. No touch, except another little drip.

    A bit lower then. Didn’t say you could move. Don’t. The cold seems closer, does it? Or is it your imagination? No I won’t drive you insane, only with lust perhaps. Because want is not enough. Drip.

    Need is what I want to see, raw, uninhibited need, desperation if you like, your body’s shameless begging, complete surrender, yes!

    But most of all, pure and undiluted need. The kind that melts an ice cube. And who knows where that damned thing might go when I get what I want.

    words : M. / Her Liege   -   image by JMB  -   please leave credits intact

    — 9 hours ago with 233 notes
    G is for 'Girlfriend' →

    Her writing beautiful, honest, and raw as it always is.

    (Source: rebelsnotes)

    — 12 hours ago with 2 notes
    #rebelsnotes