Happiness is a knife sliding down your chest.
Seriously. I was a cutter last semester. I haven't cut since November 12th.. maybe?
I was hanging out with a guy I am totally smitten for last night and.. oh.. my god.
I was trying to reach over him and look up something on the computer. I was wearing a low-cut thin sweater (and it's fucking freezing here like 38 degrees. (not too cold for those up north, but with only wearing a very thin sweater, I was freezing, stupid me.)
ANYWAY. He had his pocket knife/switchblade out and put it to my collarbone. "Don't make me cut you woman." I playfully stepped away from the computer, arms behind my back, and said, "Do it." So he slid the blade down my chest.. let's just say, I was VERY *sparkly* (our code word for horny.). I told him to make it match on the other side... again *melt*. So yeah. I am an easy bleeder. It didn't add to me being completely smashed from drinking two White Russians, 1/4 of a bottle of Wild Irish Rose, and two Liquid Haze. OMG.
We had stopped the movie we were watching (FIFTH ELEMENT baby!) so his friend could go get something out of his friend's dorm. Sam and I were outside and I was again, freezing. three ciggerettes later I wanted someone to keep me warm. He sat in front of me and I hugged him. He got mad cause I licked his ear. Hey, at least I didn't nibble and suck on it, right?
I told him to sit behind me. I've never be able to find a guy with enough meat on him to keep me warm and sit behind me. I wrapped his hands around me and held each hand by the thumb. Seductively "stroking" his thumb. He liked it, but didn't say anything. He said I was being "bad" and I'm like, "no i'm being evil, and you KNOW you like it." He smirked and gave a little chuckle then moved his hands. I leaned back and frowned (me frowning makes people do whatever I want apparently. He moved his hands to his knees and I wrapped my arms underneth them, again stroking his thumbs."Why are you doing that.. it's so.. wrong." I responded, "hey, at least I haven't tried to suck them yet." He shivered and just sat there.
We finally went back to my dorm and got my camera so we could go to the cemetary and try and catch some spirits. We got SOO many. It was raining too, well sprinkling, I love the rain. It's so, calming and just.. relaxing.
We parted around 1:45AM, unfortunately the perfect night was not completed with a goodnight kiss. I wa sad, very sad, and *sparkly*. I spent TWELVE HOURS with him and his friend just, walking around campus and then I bought them dinner at Eclipse.
I am just.. so wanting him to pin me to a wall and take me. Just.. go for it. Cut me, kiss me, I don't care just.. ugh..men.
<3 Frankie Star *
Seriously. I was a cutter last semester. I haven't cut since November 12th.. maybe?
I was hanging out with a guy I am totally smitten for last night and.. oh.. my god.
I was trying to reach over him and look up something on the computer. I was wearing a low-cut thin sweater (and it's fucking freezing here like 38 degrees. (not too cold for those up north, but with only wearing a very thin sweater, I was freezing, stupid me.)
ANYWAY. He had his pocket knife/switchblade out and put it to my collarbone. "Don't make me cut you woman." I playfully stepped away from the computer, arms behind my back, and said, "Do it." So he slid the blade down my chest.. let's just say, I was VERY *sparkly* (our code word for horny.). I told him to make it match on the other side... again *melt*. So yeah. I am an easy bleeder. It didn't add to me being completely smashed from drinking two White Russians, 1/4 of a bottle of Wild Irish Rose, and two Liquid Haze. OMG.
We had stopped the movie we were watching (FIFTH ELEMENT baby!) so his friend could go get something out of his friend's dorm. Sam and I were outside and I was again, freezing. three ciggerettes later I wanted someone to keep me warm. He sat in front of me and I hugged him. He got mad cause I licked his ear. Hey, at least I didn't nibble and suck on it, right?
I told him to sit behind me. I've never be able to find a guy with enough meat on him to keep me warm and sit behind me. I wrapped his hands around me and held each hand by the thumb. Seductively "stroking" his thumb. He liked it, but didn't say anything. He said I was being "bad" and I'm like, "no i'm being evil, and you KNOW you like it." He smirked and gave a little chuckle then moved his hands. I leaned back and frowned (me frowning makes people do whatever I want apparently. He moved his hands to his knees and I wrapped my arms underneth them, again stroking his thumbs."Why are you doing that.. it's so.. wrong." I responded, "hey, at least I haven't tried to suck them yet." He shivered and just sat there.
We finally went back to my dorm and got my camera so we could go to the cemetary and try and catch some spirits. We got SOO many. It was raining too, well sprinkling, I love the rain. It's so, calming and just.. relaxing.
We parted around 1:45AM, unfortunately the perfect night was not completed with a goodnight kiss. I wa sad, very sad, and *sparkly*. I spent TWELVE HOURS with him and his friend just, walking around campus and then I bought them dinner at Eclipse.
I am just.. so wanting him to pin me to a wall and take me. Just.. go for it. Cut me, kiss me, I don't care just.. ugh..men.
<3 Frankie Star *
quirky:
Boys need to be told what to do. Men don't. Unfortunately, Tuscaloosa is rife with boys. 
quirky:
hey do you know Tim "Krautdawg" Neunzig?