Still don’t know how I went from dating a nonchalant, aggressive man that won’t even give me head or use his hand to slide his dick in my pussy when it slips out, to being with a man who worships me, he’s obsessed with every inch of my body, makes the best love to me, listens to me, treats me like a queen, tells me how beautiful I am endlessly, spoils me. Don’t even want to see a frown on my face. I wasnt even searching when I met him, still I’m scared to comit. I’m still observing him. I can’t be his girl till I’m sure. For now it’s all vibes.
in Confession