A girl’s neck is such a small, tender, fragile thing - so easily held, controlled, restric
A girl’s neck is such a small, tender, fragile thing - so easily held, controlled, restricted… To know that it would just take this, this movement, this hold, this grip, and then waiting… to end it all, to put out that bright spark. The temptation of bringing that ultimate annihilation… But they please me still, and do not bore me yet, and some pleasures are best postponed… -- source link