I want

every time I ask you for a hit, you let it go,

I want blood spilling from my lips,

eyes with liquid crystals, adrenaline with blood.

I want to see you make out with someone else in front of me,

I want to feel your erection when you see us kissing,

but I want you to end up in me.

I want you to see me as soon as you see me

your hands around my waist and pull me as close to you as possible,

strong,

to squeeze me and kiss me.

I want to sit next to you,

watching the needle reach the limit and feeling the air in your face,

see how my hair plays with the wind and feel that I lose you.

I want you to flirt with someone else and come home and mark your territory and set the record straight.

I want to fight with you and throw the pictures of our most perfect photos at you,

yell at you and have you yell at me,

to leave and come back until tomorrow.

I want to make you breakfast

and wait for you to arrive and everyone to leave,

start complaining to you for leaving in the early hours of the morning,

and end up fucking me on top of the dishwasher,

to show me who's boss.

I want to be very drunk,

not knowing my name and fucking all night

without fear of screwing up.

I want to do it in a room that costs 50 pesos and has no sheets.

I want to send you to hell.

I want to come and get you so you won't be alone or to bring you back home.

I want you to keep all my expensive treats so I don't have to punish you all week.

I want to go to sleep without having breakfast.

I want to play to see who wins more of whatever.

I want you to pull my hair, spank me,

to bite my nipples, to call me a whore.

I want you to come without warning

and then worry about what's going to happen.

I want to tell stupid jokes, like me.

I want to make you cry and see you or be able to record you.

I want to keep that video with the other videos and our porn pictures.

I want to go to a porn theater and do it there.

I want to cry until my eyeliner runs,

sleep and then cum myself,

without you.

I want to smell the smoke of each of your first smokes.

I want to kiss you and I want you to taste like alcohol.

I want to provoke you all the time, to anything.

I want to play truth or dare.

I want drugs to live.

I want to write all my life, about anything.

I want to have a beautiful house and use it only for sleeping.

I want to have a black unicorn in the living room.

I want you to spank me all the time.

I want to die when you do.

I want them to stop believing that I am a saint.

I want to stop all people,

the weather

and it's just you and me,

I can't stop imagining all the things we would do...

Photography by Andrey Rachinskiy