unadulterated lust-vision. | dexterdessen's Blog

 does it really matter?

what really matters?

age.

age.

i never likes numbers.

they always find a way to fuck you.

it wouldn't matter anyway.

what really matters?

sex is only friction.

love is only chemicals.

i trivialize the important stuff.

dreams are only pictures.

i don't know.

i like the way you sing 'with a little help from my friends'

the way you hum it rather.

with your jagged smile.

its fascinating.

i hate being in that room.

staring at the clock.

staring at you drone on.

it excites me though.

makes me smile.

makes me try hard.

its perfectly involuntary.

im winning the battle against my eyelids as of right now.

damien riiiice.

sing to me.

EAR FUCK ME.

pleasssse.

you are merciless.

i am your victim.

your underaged victim.

shit i love this shit.

you dont understand.

you dont comprehend.

no on does.

but what really matters......is that it doesnt really matter.

this is all ramblings anyway.

i fucking want you.