You think fairy tales are only for girls? Here’s a hint - ask yourself who wrote them. I assure you, it wasn’t just the women. It’s the great male fantasy - all it takes is one dance to know that she’s the one. All it takes is the sound of her song from the tower, or a look at her sleeping face. And right away you know - this is the girl in your head, sleeping or dancing or singing in front of you. Yes, girls want their princes, but boys want their princesses just as much. And they don’t want a very long courtship. They want to know immediately.
- David Levithan and Rachel Cohn.
Last night I tweeted “Why are there no fairy tales with the prince being rescued?” and today I found the answer.
(via willlonghini)
He noticed my toe nail polish, what guy does that!!! He is amazing, little things like that reminds me I’m lucky.
In the heat of the night…
Ecstasy, the heart throbbing, nail digging, push so hard and you still can’t get enough feeling. It was intense, eyes shut so tight I could see the rhythm of our bodies intertwined in the melody the springs made. Our lips touching, mouths open just enough to inhale the intoxicating silent moans of our sexual desires. Eager to finish, holding back just long enough to feel the throbbing ache of pleasure one thrust at a time. “Fuck me” the words intensify my pace and further into bliss I go. Deeper was the word on my tongue, yet couldn’t bear to announce it, his actions were as if i just blurted my desires into a loud speaker. Instinct, as if our sweat dripped bodies were created to fulfill every inch of sexual want. The sound of exhilaration sends chills down my sweet spot. He holds me tight, kisses me like he never plans to let go, we stay paused in time, long enough to take in the very ensence of what it’s like to make love.
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The other night I slipped, those three little words with so much meaning. They just came out, so effortlessly without any thought beforehand. I held myself back, I kept repeating in my head it’s too soon, it’s too soon. After careful deliberation with my conscious I woke up this morning and decided why is it too early? Too early in who’s eyes? If I feel a certain way about something I should be able to express myself. It only effects me myself and him. So why hold myself back. There’s no point, it’s not going to hurt anything. It is what it is. I love him. Yea I said it. Love, it’s what makes my chest tight when we kiss, it’s what makes me think about him 24/7, it’s that excitement I feel when I haven’t seen him all day and he answers the door and he kisses me, just to see him smile makes my tummy do flips. Everyday I sit at my desk and look at our picture and ask myself is this real? How is it possible that me, little plain Jane me, has got lucky enough to be able to call him my boyfriend and be able to say I love him and he loves me back. I am dreaming, because this has gotten way better then I expected. We don’t fight. We don’t argue. It’s just bliss. Our biggest problem is missing each other and if that’s our only problem Id say were doing pretty damn amazing. He is incredible. I can’t even explain. I’ve fallen hard and theres no getting up. :) goodnight.
Everything feels so right
I can’t help but think of the future, I guess when you become a parent or in my case a young mom, you can’t help but dive feet first into everything. Im a hopeless romantic, hoping for that one guy to come along and sweep me off my feet. He’s done that, right after he took my breath away. His “flaws” as he calls them are what makes him different from the rest. Kid at heart but responsible and trustworthy. A perfect mix you might say. So here I am thinking of everything that could possibly happen, not bad. Not at all. Only good things, dreams of how I would like things to go. Besides perfect of course. But nothing is perfect, and we both know that. It’s kinda like that saying shoot for the moon and you will land among the stars. Well I shot for the moon and I hit it. He’s…. I don’t know, just everything. He makes me happy that all my past relationships failed because if they didn’t I wouldn’t have met him. That sounds bad, but that’s life. Everything happens for a reason. This is the reason none of the others worked out. Right place right time, that’s for sure.
