I believe when the bare branches are being lightly dusted with snow, the roads collecting sludge that will stick to our tires on our Monday morning commute, when it is cold and gray, you can find warmth in a cup of coffee. I believe when your heart is feeling uneasy, you can fill it with your favorite things. I believe you can change your mood by putting on an old song and singing it at the top of your lungs, or dancing around the house. I believe that hardships, or small bumps in the road, are really just meant to steer us into the right direction. I believe the grass may be greener on the other side, but I also believe it can be just as green wherever you choose to water it. I believe it is important to have hope, faith, trust, in something bigger than we are. I believe, that each day, we can make our own happiness.
“I want to make you smile and I want to make you cum.
I want to hold your hand and I want to hold your hips down while you’re writhing.
I want to make your eyes light up and I want to make them roll in the back of your head.
I want to be your reason to wake up and your reason to stay in bed.
I want to kiss your wounds and I want you to leave them on my back.
I want to play with your hair while you sleep and I want to feel it between my fingers while you are on top of me.
I want to memorize the repetition of your breathing and I want to memorize the sporadics of your moaning.
I want to see the arch in your grin and I want to feel the arch in your back before you collapse.
I want to go out to dinner with you and I want to go down on you.
I want to feel you in my heart and I want to feel you inside me.
I want to make you laugh and I want to make you scream.
I want to still be able to taste you in the morning.
I want you in every form.”—