You’re my chamomile, my lavender, my peace but when I bite into your flesh you’re sanguine divinity, holy ambrosia. Your scent, your taste, your soul; your breath, your chest, your moans. Who knew something so floral and soothing was as addictive as you.

HELLO FOLKS! I need about a grand for the top surgery i've been waiting Twelve Fuckin' Years for by january, so I'm here to make big eyes and beg a little!

More info etc in 🧵, shares are appreciated more than I can put into words! 🫶💛

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