i cnt brethe

arekelly  asked:

I was making out with my boyfriend on his couch. Things were getting pretty hot and heavy and he asked if we could go into his bedroom. We got there and he laid me down and took off my pants, I felt his hot breath between my legs. He grabbed my hand and his palms were sweaty knees weak arms are heavy theres vomit on his sweater already moms spaghetti hes nervous but on the surface he looks calm and ready to drop bombs but he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down the whole crowd oh so loud

TINFFANT I Cnt beeREATH I CANT BRETHE TIFFNY OH MYF CUKNG FOS