You make music, Riley, and for a moment, people forget the troubles in their lives
2 : all over kiss
‘ you’re okay. ‘
again. ‘ you’re okay. ‘
lips traversed with her voice. his body a terrain of drunken self destruction & terrors that only crept in the night. stifled screaming & thrashing of the violent variety often consumed his rigidity. she times the rise & fall of his chest to collide with the angle she sways, pressing here & there, letting hands & mouth sooth a soul that begs to be drowned. ‘ tell me you’re okay. ‘ neck. shoulder. nails light on his chest & breath scalding behind his ear. ‘ say it, WOLF. it’s the only way to fool it into leaving. ‘
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they streak down the page, lights of every aura portrayed by man’s creation on midnight pavement. long exposure-taken, a masterpiece in itself portraying the tumultuous ease of every day life. big city streets looked like the sky at home if one manages to squint. forgive the awestruck angle of her jaw, HAPPIER TIMES just linger too far off.
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56: slacker vs. straight ‘a’ student
‘ LISTEN, MCCALL. ‘she’s getting sick of his crooked little face & straight-shooter ways appearing at her doorstep. offhanded assistance offered for nothing in return. unfortunately, trust didn’t settle that easily in her ways & school was far from a priority when a perfectly good ESCAPE FROM REALITY lay in the other room. chemistry could wait. ‘ i’m not interested. please, for the love of GOD, stop knocking on my door. you’re scaring away my INCOME. ‘
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- 1: aggressive kiss
- 2: all over kiss
- 3: back kiss
- 4: cheek kiss
- 5: eyelid kiss
- 6: fingers kiss
- 7: firm kiss
- 8: first kiss
- 9: forehead kiss
- 10: french kiss
- 11: gentle kiss
- 12: ghost kiss
- 13: hand kiss
- 14: jawline kiss
- 15: last kiss
- 16: neck kiss
- 17: rain kiss
- 18: stomach kiss
- 19: underwater kiss
- 20: upside down kiss
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[werewolf voice] HO-HO-HOOOOOOOOOOEEEEE
i am going to have to ask you to leave
❛ i didn’t chose to eavesdrop. you just happen to play you’re music so damn loud. ❜
a shift in atmosphere, a body shifts to meet comfort again. adjusting to a setting that was only lived through the eyes of another, a rather obscure experience faced only in vivid dreams. this was reality ; the way the wind carefully carries smoke throughout the air before them, dancing in the breeze before disappearing into oblivion. yet focus returns to them, where curiosity grips him in a tender vice, posing a question to form behind his teeth.
❛ you’re new, though. who are you ? ❜
now he’s done it. soiled the pinnacle of the melody with his inquisitions & slandered the tone until it was nothing more than wayward notes in her ears. a telltale sigh , & the headphones become useless in her lap. normalcy fled & what was left laid in front of her. a bedraggled stranger decked out in black & a casual stench of an off-road existence lingering in the air.
‘ i have twenty four years behind me. ‘
another drag falls carelessly from the back of her teeth.
‘ i wouldn’t necessarily call that new.
you’re in my home. who are you? ‘
when all the scott mccalls follow me...................
he shifts to slip his arm around her waist and press an idle kiss to her temple; sighs softly into her hair before relaxing against the pillows again. with a soft huff, he wets his lips and traces gentle fingers down her spine.
❛ that’s only because you’re seeing it before rush hour. then, all hell breaks loose. then again, i bet it was like that in London, too.
her marrow settles, drifting to a state of nirvana simplicity. his fingers rising bumps against her skin, sheets flipping between cotton & silk; an endless endeavor to fiddle with their minds.
‘ i guess there’s not really
any ESCAPING it. ‘
’ or you could just draw them back. ‘
‘ it’s symbolic. ‘
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