『Teenage Hormones』

           I love sleeping in other people’s bed. The feeling of their fabric against my skin… so strange, so beautiful. The scent of their room’s atmosphere… so conspicuous, so new. The comfort I get… so impossible, so true.

           It’s not the kind of post-sex feeling. It’s more than that. It’s the unparalleled abundance, the uncanny amenity, the unusual succor.

           Sleeping in a stranger’s bed feels like I’ve just been invited to enter a world of an outsider. Refreshingly thrilling. Remarkably consoling.

February 26, 2012
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    The feeling…
  6. dreamer119 said: awwww <333
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  11. alvinleeblogs said: na-uh. That’s post-sex you’re talkin about!
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