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NerdyJediGymnast, King's Sexy Cookie <3
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Apr 10, 2017 11:44AM

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I dont care how long or how shor this lasts, I will love you. Not just as a boyfriend or as Jonathan, but as my BESTFRIEND
hey mikey did u get that "thing" last night with cookie
Firestar/Leon i can't hold the demon inside me much longer wrote: "hey mikey did u get that "thing" last night with cookie"
No he did NOT!
No he did NOT!
Cynonic~The one and only~ wrote: "Nerdy, Im afraid that Alex is trying to make me look like a bad guy"
How so?
How so?
![Jaxon(Jax)[They-He]](https://images.gr-assets.com/users/1749715398p1/46156450.jpg)
sometimes i kno i can be pretty stubborn. i kno i can annoy u lik no one else, and i kno that there are times wher u want to KILL me.
but the thing iz, i still love u. I kno Im not perfect (but im close enough ;3) but i try realy hard 2 do everything right for u. U deserve the WORLD. U deserve to sit on a throne with a crown on ur head. And in my eyes u do. ur a QUEEN to me. MY queen. My GODDESS. My brilliant goddess, destined to rule. and I wanna b there with u. I'm no king unless i hav my queen. and a goddess lik u iz even better. Never doubt yourself. Pleas. Be confident in urself because I kno 4 a fact u can do the craziest shit i'v ever seen and still be hesitant. dont be. be U Cookie. be great. Be a queen. Be urself. dont doubt urself or ur talents or looks or anything. dont doubt God. He made u 4 a reason and i cant thank Him enough 4 that. Ur unique and beautiful and smart and funny and honest and caring and childish and SEXY ;3. thats u. be that always
Never change Naimah. Never <3
Never change Naimah. Never <3
damn man u got a voice u know that
ur like another version of me u got a way with words make sure you keep them use them any way you have to
it scares me to death. the affect she has on me. the way she can twist my heart and squeeze all the love out of me. all for her. thats why when she walks in the room, i freeze. my heart stops my breath caught by her. she claims a glistening smile and a slight flush in her cheeks as though she's embarassed. oh but what for? and how the hell does she mak sweatpants look so good? she sits next to me warm and soft. its hot....or is that me? she giggles and rest her head on my shoulder. i have to bite my lip and restrain myself, despite my urges to have her. to take her. but when she kisses my cheek, i hold her face in my hands returning the favor to her lips. lips plump as a peach. breath mixing with mine pulling her towards me to have more. hold me closer...never let me go...the air's thick with passion but i force myself to pul away. her starry eyes look back at me like a mirror reflecting my own: full of joy and lust. as scared as i am of what she can do what scares me the most is what if she leaves. for parting is such sweet sorrow. but she wont...i wont. and never will we try "i would not wish any companion in the world but you"- William Shakespeare
it was late at night, the moon has already taken his place in the sky, waving goodbyes to the sun. the night was painted a rich, black midnight blanket dotted with endless stars. im awake, hand in hand with a princess. young, reckless boy in the hands of a dazzling royal. her crown is invisible to all but me, because she wears it on her heart instead of on her mounds of thick curled hair. her laugh tinkled like silver bells after i finished my joke to her. that who i am: the jester in the court. she looks over at me briefly before turning away, smile gone from her lips. very concerning. i pull her face back to me as tears well in her eyes. as the river of stress and loss flow from a heaven of hazel eyes. nothing is worse than watching my princess cry. i feel helpess. she turns away from me completely and curls up small. this cant happen. 'where is she? my princess, my queen?' i crawl over her to lay a kiss on her head. 'the one who maks my heart gleam?' i dont expect pretty words to work but good God they do. she smiles a little and touches my cheek. i wipe away the tears that my angel has cried. i hold her in m arms rocking her slowly. her bed groans as she sighs deeply.she looks up at me eyes asking for comfort...for me 'my king', she says. this time she kisses me. i can taste salt from her river of tears, but its sweetened when her tongue touches mine. a sweet candy tasting of tropical fruit and love. have you ever tasted love?i dont know if you ever will the way i did that night. her love lasted forever, never once breaking apart. "they slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered".-F. Scott Fitzgerald