Feels So Good Paramore Novels & Stories

Oh the mysteries of socialization. "You're absolutely right." Luna said with amusement. Never has she met someone whom she shares the same music interest with and she did not expect it from an attractive lady who looked like someone who listened to the mainstream genre these days. Both were clueless that they were exceeding each other's expectations. "I know right! The song you're listening to? That's my top favorite track! Their punk rock is still the best punk rock. I rest my case--oh wait, of course, Paramore too." The woman replied, rolling her eyes after stating what she thinks is a strong fact she almost forgot to add. This woman wasn't just gorgeous, she was pleasant and had good tast

The way I feel it, I am not being punished right now, I am being WANTED with a desperation that tastes like the best drug I’ve ever taken. I cum hard and the orgasm breaks through me like sunlight through glass. I feel GOOD. Not guilty or conflicted, not even performing the moral accounting that usually runs underneath the pleasure like a ticker tape of shame. Just good. Full-body endorphin-soaked GOOD. The kind of good that makes your fingers tingle and your scalp prickle and your mouth stretch into a grin that you press into the pillow because the grin feels too big for your face. He doesn’t stop, and I don’t want him to.

Matthew grits his teeth, "What have you done to yourself?" Anna whimpers, "I don't know, I don't know what to do." Anna's mood is extremely chaotic, and Matthew embraces her with open arms, his warm hands gently patting her shoulder to comfort the injuries that Anna is bearing. "It's okay, it's all right." Anna sobs loudly, she really wants to scream out loud so that God can hear her heartfelt pain. She feels useless, guilty towards her mother, guilty towards everyone who cares about her.

"You need no specifics, you need the information that things are real and that he stayed and that he left a note this morning that I am not going to read to you because it's mine." She pointed at the screen. "You smiled just then. When you said the note. You smiled like someone who has been thoroughly…." "Moving on," I said loudly. She laughed. Properly, fully, the Josie laugh that takes over her whole face. "Okay. Okay fine. Real question, how do you feel?" I thought about it honestly. "Good," I said. "Scared, but the good kind of scared. The kind that comes from something mattering."

She noticed me finally, looking through her giant mirror on the wall. "You look Gorgeous!" She said smiling warmly. "Ahh..Thank you!" I flashed a bright smile. I felt good when I heard her compliment after all my hard work did pay off. I was wearing an elegant full hand, sweetheart neck gown that my mom got me last month. It had lacy patterns that complimented me pretty well. I was standing tall with black silhouettes and had light make up on with cherry- red lipstick, the hairdo was very simple I straightened out my hair and left it free.

(Keep my hand around your neck) 'Cause I am (we connect, are you feeling it now? I got so high the other night, I swear to God, I felt my feet leave the ground (I got so high the other night, I swear to God) Ooh yeah (felt my feet leave the ground) Your back against the wall, this is all we've been talkin' about In my ears Nothin' feels better than this (no, no, no) Nothin' feels better Nothin' feels better than this Nothin' feels better, no, no We don't got to hide

I feel like I suddenly float. "What do you think? You ordered three shots of their hardest liquor aside from the wine and, you thought you wouldn't get drunk? Geez! Girls these days!" He lectured me but, I did not Rebut because I felt like I'm about to puke, my surrounding is spinning and, any minute, I think I will fall asleep "Just hold tight!" He whispered. He's carrying me, my head is in his neck so I can smell his scent, and it's freaking addictive.

FEELING AT HOME Barbara, your daughter is so pretty. Congratulations” she said. “Thank you mum, how is dad? he has not called me yet" she said with a frown, she was obviously not happy. "Your dad is fine, he sends his love" Mrs. Natalie said, she could read the expression on Barbara's face and knew she was not happy. "Your dad has you in his heart and he will call you soon" she pulled her close. "Now cheer up, okay" she tried to make Barbara smile.

She was looking at me so intently and smiling that I felt like I was going to suffocate. “This song is dedicated to a very special person who came into my life like a sandstorm. And even though he can fly away, he knows he can always come home.” I immediately recognized the song, as it was one of my favorites. 93 Million Miles by Jason Mraz . When she started to sing I seemed mesmerized by her mouth. His expression was so sexy and commanding. I had never seen such an amazing woman. All that day-to-day insecurity disappeared before that power that emanated from her body when she sang.

Pressed record. "Hi, Mum." My voice came out warm, and the warmth surprised me slightly, arriving without the effort I had expected it to require, something in the last hour having shifted the weight of what I was carrying regarding my mother into something more manageable, more human, less sealed and defended. "I am doing fine. I just needed a moment to myself, but I am doing fine. And I miss you so much. I will call you as soon as I am settled. Love you, Mum." I pressed send.