Ella Maise

for everyone who had—at some point in their life—trouble believing they were worth the trouble

And isn’t that how it goes? You get over the guy way before you get over the memories.

I wondered if I would get arrested if I just hopped over the wall, ran to his side while his eyes were closed, and pulled down his shorts. They wouldn’t count a case of extreme curiosity as a crime, right? Hell, maybe what he was packing in there would be worth the time I’d spend behind bars, daydreaming about his cock.