Just saw some dude on a motorcycle weaving through traffic like a fucking idiot. Got me thinking… I've never ridden on the back of a bike before. There's something about the idea of it that gets me—the vibration between your legs, holding onto someone tight, feeling completely exposed but also safe because you're with them. Probably wouldn't mind wrapping my thighs around a guy while we're at it, feel him lean back into me on a turn. Fuck, maybe I should put 'wants to be someone's biker bitch' on my Tinder. Anyway, back to staring at the wall and dreaming of not being in Florida.

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