⊰𝘕𝘪𝘯𝘢.⊱

@steeledmemory » do I feel like you wouldn't take no as an answer? [I'm letting you guide me to the exit — giving up on the idea to even try and resist.]

@steeledmemory [The wrong person. The world is full of being we'd be better off — fact. But there's something in the way you're looking at me... It's unnerving how it feels nearly impossible to even envisage saying no. Why do— I pause in my thought to let the words out, instead.] Why »

I'll admit, this is hot.

𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 —

@steeledmemory » a man. My hand pulls the strap back up my shoulder, but I can't help but touch my skin right where 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 hand has been. Haunting touch.. I fell for that before — didn't end well.]

@steeledmemory » perceptible shift in my stance when my thighs clamp shut. I'm clearing my throat when I step back, to force myself into reality. I don't know you, you could be a psychopath..] I.. should go get my coffee. [That's what I was out for, after all, grab a coffee.. not »

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@steeledmemory » minded. [He left me touch deprived, hasn't he? It's been so long that I forget to be careful for a moment, to feel more. I lean closer without realizing.]

@steeledmemory » to react. A part of me is curious and drawn to you, to the warmth of your hand. The other is... frightened. I'm not used to these kinda things. Am I open minded? With my past I'd say I am. Am I reckless enough to just... go for a stranger? No idea.] I think I am. Open »

@steeledmemory » silence. And if I can trust my guts — I'd dare saying you master that. [Your demeanor speaks for you, and it does so 𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙙𝙡𝙮. Possibly louder than you'd expect me to get.]

@steeledmemory [This sounds so wrong and I'm sure you're doing it on purpose — whether to make me uncomfortable or as a shameless open invitation. Can be as loud as I want. The images flooding my mind now aren't orthodox in the slightest.] I was taught that a lot more can be said in »

@steeledmemory [𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘮𝘦... My heart nearly stops — my cheeks heat up and turn red.] I.. I.. [Am definitely stuttering.] Sorry. I was thinking out loud. Too loud.

@AMoonlitSecret “We can play a few games.”

Life is just a blur at this point, and I feel like I just exist and survive it all somehow.

Time can fly so fast. Do you remember when you joined X? I do! #MyXAnniversary

Mirrors have something mysterious and disturbing.

𝘐 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 — 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘰. 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘥, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.

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Sounds like a plan.