I will make your toes curl and your knees tremble. I will make your chest rise and your fingers will clench the sheets, just as mine will pull back your head by the locks of your hair. I want to hear you moan and scream my name, so the entire fucking street can here what I’m doing to you. Over and over again, until your body can’t physically take anymore.
Six months have gone now since me and catt broke up. It would of been our 2 years yesterday. She also got a new boyfriend a couple of days ago. Six months down the line and all this still fucking hurts, it’s ridiculous
Wellingborough sucks. For the past few months, living in Northampton was brill, I’d started to feel better. But being back here, already feel lonely and shit. I wish I was remotely attractive to woman.