"I'm such a romantic, I never remember how things really happen
I guess you're attractive, or something."
- Flaming Hot Cheetos, Clairo.
There's a song for these feelings. Sapphic, mean, lust-kissed, bittersweet--erotic stories for slow summer days. From highschool graduate drift-aparts, college roommates, bestfriends, enemies to lovers, and other frisky situation-ships.
"Live in the moment, that's what they tell me
But what ever happened, to when you would hold me
And hold me, and hold me."
- Flaming Hot Cheetos, Clairo.
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Someone on the internet said, the song "flaming hot cheetos" can sort of symbolize some relationships--like how eating spicy Cheetos kinda burns like everything from the tongue to your stomach, but you can't stop eating them because they taste so good and addicting.
That theme, I think is what wraps up this collection of stories I am about to write. Leave a comment, or vote or whatever if you feel like it <3
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Flaming Hot Cheetos (nsfw / girlxgirl)
RomanceTheres a song for these feelings. Sapphic, mean, lust-kissed, bittersweet--erotic stories for slow summer days. From college roommates, bestfriends, enemies to lovers, and other frisky situationships.
