(hng) the glint of the knife is what got to me first, and then the gloves, and then the way she’s just lolling back in her chair, helpless.
I’ll, uh, be over here. (hng.)
Oh my god what is this FROM.
danger
The man you want to save you is also the man who put you here to begin with.
#myrelationship
#notinabadway
Once, I played a game with someone where it was in my interest to hit red lights. Until, of course, his touch grew so distracting that I almost prematurely took my foot off of the gas.
Oops.
I used to have some crazy fantasies like these. It’s funny how your mind can kind of push things that arouse you (in my case, danger, knives) to extremes so you can dive into it and find a happy, safe medium from the aspects of it that you enjoy.
I have an interesting relationship with danger. I like to push myself to a place of uncertainty. There’s almost something calming about total surrender to the unknown.