I think I am incapable of being casual. I am meant to be adored. To be romanced. To be worshiped and craved. I'm told that the fire burns hot within me and I must be careful to whom I give my attention because the impression I make can often be impri
It's intimacy we all want. To be touched, looked at, admired. To be smiled at, to laugh with someone. To feel safe. To feel like someone's really got you. That's what we all crave.
