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@fingermarked / fingermarked.tumblr.com

Pia is a twenteen-something freight train of confidence (lol), currently dying, dying, dead, (Refer to: #university reality, #never-ending to-read pile, #the CC, #my hopes and dreams, #One Direction) cataloging life one gif at a time.
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Watched #Coriolanus with the very @beanicolea! thanks for the life advice besh!! šŸ’šŸ’ (And thanks ultimate boyfriend Tom Hiddleston for being perf as usual šŸ˜šŸ‘Œ)

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nckolvr
Sex is not a goddamn performance. Sex should feel as natural as drinking water. It should not require confidence. Sex should happen, because the moment is ripe. Ripening lips, ripening labia, ripening cock, ripening pupils, ripening state of being. Ripe and augmented and brimming. Your energy goes to your pumping heart, then to every external nerve, then to theirs, on fire. You bask, roll, play in it. You sigh, moan, laugh. Itā€™s not about being ā€œgood in bed.ā€ Itā€™s about being happy. One should never worry if theyā€™re doing it ā€œcorrectly.ā€ Sex is not factual. I donā€™t want your cookie-cutter sex, I donā€™t want your meticulously crafted, calculated, fool-proof fuck. I donā€™t want a show. I want you. Let your instincts, urges and whims define that. Itā€™s enough. What do most girls like? Forget about it. Statistics are meaningless when thereā€™s only one. Hello, hereā€™s me. Hereā€™s you. Donā€™t worry about taking it too slow. We got time. We got infinite rhythms, combinations, possibilities. Explore each fuck. Take our time. We can do a different one later. Donā€™t worry about making me come. Iā€™m here. Right where I want to be. I am overwhelmed by wanting; you donā€™t have to convince me. I want you because I like you. So donā€™t put on a front. Donā€™t taint this. Iā€™m frustratedā€”itā€™s just authenticity I want. Itā€™s originality. Itā€™s passion. Itā€™s joy. Donā€™t say that something I like is ugly. Donā€™t compare yourself to the rest. You will live and die with and within your experiences like everyone else. If someone thinks you are amazing, they are not wrong. Their universe is as real as any other; it is forged through perception. I donā€™t care if you accidentally slammed my head into the wall, if you slipped out, if my arm cracked, if the delightful pressure of your wet lips on my anything made a silly sound. There is no right way and no wrong way. ā€œGood in bed,ā€ what. Youā€™re good in my bed. Iā€™m pleased youā€™re there. I feel it suits you. Shove your technique. Let your memory swallow it. Fuck me like youā€™d fuck me, fuck me like you feel. This isnā€™t a test.
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WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?

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Interacting with people I love + good books + One Direction #noshame

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#100happydays #day002

One of the perks of being the youngest in the family is the fact that everyone is contractually obliged to treat you to anything: lunch, dinner, the movies, new clothes, etc.

Case in point: my brother, in an attempt to stave off boredom, offered to treat me to a screening of Captain America: Winter Soldier. (A+ movie, reignited my love for Sebastian Stan with all the delicious angst potential, 10/10 would watch again) He also paid for dinner, as evidenced by this unappetizing picture of a burger.

tl;dr I love being the baby in the family

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Iā€™ve missed reading actual, tangible, not-remotely-lated-to-schoolwork books. With the exception of Rainbow Rowellā€™s Fangirl, all Iā€™ve been reading for the past semester are thousands of photocopied readings, printed PowerPoint slides, and my seatmatesā€™ notes (and yes, fanfiction). So many beautiful universes to dive into; I canā€™t wait for this school year to be over!

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