Elias moaned softly into Cecil’s ear one last time before pulling out with a sensitive hiss. “Thank you,” he murmured before flopping to the side. Elias brought the hand he’d been stroking Cecil with to his mouth and licked it slowly, staring straight into the other’s eyes.
"Here you are," he said with a kind smile as he handed Cecil the cup, "Make sure to drink a lot of water, it’ll help flush out the toxins that are released from the massage."
"Thank you," Cecil murmured, smiling to him and taking the cup. "I’ll be sure to. If you don’t mind, I’d love to do a segment about this place on my show. It’s a relatively new business to the community."
"Well, I don’t have any problem with it… I have to get myself out there… but I’d talk with the manager…" He looked at a door at the end of the hallway. "It’s weird talking to them…"
Girls are told to be skinny but not too skinny and to wear makeup but not so much that guys can tell and to dress in revealing clothes but not too revealing or else you’re a slut and a hundred other contradictory standards so I think guys can deal…
The problem is, a lot of guys who have adopted the fedora as a fashion choice are also men’s rights activists and there’s this whole male culture behind it now. Its fucking ridiculous, I agree.
Do you ever have an immense, deep sadness?
Not quite depression, it’s too cold for that
It slides through your heart and settles down between your stomach and lungs
Like food poisoning
You can’t tell if you’re going to cry or be sick and you feel alone and there’s no lights on in your room because you don’t want to see yourself cry
And its all over a few words someone said to you
Took you down after you thought you were doing so well
And its sickening and crawls through you and you know if you tried eating something it would be disgusting and you’d barely be able to swallow
Because of someone talking for less than a minute
And destroying the confidence and healing and body image you’ve finally managed to get to after over a month of working at it
Deep Red - I’m in love with you. Red - I love you. Pink - I think you’re cute. Blue - You’re amazing. Rose - You’re pretty Purple - You’re hot. Plum - I would fuck you. Violet - I would date you. Aqua - I could stay on your blog for hours. Lavender - You are my tumblr crush. Orange - I want to get to know you. Tangerine - We have a lot in common. Amber - I wish you would notice me. Cream - I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.