Forgive me father for I have sinned, apparently
I known not what I do, I just know I love it
Melbourne, Australia
Sin. Fuck that word. It's not sin if I enjoy it. If we were all made in her image then God was a sinner too. I'll touch you the way you touch me and if your eyes roll even slightly and betray your morals then make your excuses then, make your peace. Now open your mouth, I want to taste everything holy about you.
Forgive me father for I have sinned, apparently
I known not what I do, I just know I love it