Sometimes I want to open Tumblr and not see huge ass dicks pounding porn stars for three minutes straight, interrupted by a cool picture of a paradise, or a bedroom I can’t afford, back to the d and rough sex all these girls dream about but most know don’t come close. This generation is hilarious. I’m a perverse, horny, thirsty motherfucker too, but come on. Out brains are plagued by porn since the day we open a web browser. Meanwhile girls wonder why guys can’t look at their body without lust full intentions. Any twelve year old for so long have had access to every single fetish, sex fantasy(including rape), and fucked up imagery with the click of the button and we wonder why we act the way we do?
Why is there such a huge battle between women and men.
At the end of the day, we’ve all been broken down, mistreated, and fucked with left calloused, confused and looking for anything to get us through.
I want to move you
Heart and soul and mind and body
Lost in your parameters
Composing a sequence of self assured touch
Ticking clocks guide fingertips
dim light peaking through hinges
pouring definition upon the curve of spines; sprawling
Falling into melodramatic rhythm
Matching hips and heartbeats
Breathing in your stare, state of mind melting into fantasy
Appreciating every cell of skin with my lips, rediscovering desire
Patterns of your silhouette paint the walls as ceilings drip like candle wax music guides our beauty as I try to prove :
You are more then just a body
But you’ve always been told else wise
Demolished by an old definition of Woman
Beaten down and broken by society and it’s standards and a list of past relationships you’ve sorted out into pros and cons
Now Addicted to sensations that don’t compare to past experience
Traumatized and self conscious you don’t recognize the gorgeous creature you are but so close to escape as nerve endings are stimulated, for once you’re close to feeling beautiful
I want to move you
I’m not living up to my potential.
And that’s a scary thing to admit.
Not looking for anything conventional.
I don’t want to get lost in the mist.
I needed to hear this today.
— Harum Yahya (via hefuckin)