

StriveThis anxious nervousness fills me. It consumes me to the core. What woke the beast, I do not know. What drives this beast, I know well. The mixture of fear, defeat and bitter same is nauseating. I want to puke, to regurgitate the vegetables I so recently consumed with delight. No such relief will be proffered. Sitting, naked and alone in the dark, with nothing to cling to except my own skin. The once smooth, soft alabaster complexion is now botched and covered in millions of tiny bumps. My body's only defense against this...nothingness. Nothingness that has dulled my senses. I can only hear my heartbeat in my ears, reverStrive


AbyssShe knows its wrong. Wrong to agree, wrong to accept, wrong to even consider. But that doesnt stop her. Her desire too strong, her yearn to intense to allow her to make the choice that is morally right. The fog of desire cloaks the morally right mind. She accepts. Step by step further and further into the bleak, yet oh-so wonderful abyss. Only to realize that shes too far in. She wants to turn around and run back to the sweet pure light of innocence, but she cant. She has to push forward through the thick blacAbyss


AttentionShe fumbles idly with the water bottle wrapper while sitting at her small desk, her brain racing, thoughts over a hundred miles per hour. Thinking of the words that were spoken, still repeating in her head. Playing with the wrapper, pretending to focus intently upon it, while trying to fight back the salt tears of defeat. With the constant abuse, one would think that shed be used to it by now. But that is not the case, for she is a naïve foolish young girl, which still hasnt learned her lesson. She knows this same thing has been thrown in her face again and again. She lacAttention


So WrongHow can things be alrightSo Wrong
When it feels so wrong Hows everything okay Now that hes gone
All or nothing Is what I was told Over and over And apparently it got old
He left I felt bad But picked up and moved on
Or so Ill pretend
Living in a façade Once again Watching him suffer Relentlessly till the end
Maybe hes right Or so terribly wrong I just dont understand Where our feelings have gone
They were there And oh-so-strong I co
Thank you.
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"...as always, she was late."
Thank you
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Erotic is: when dealing with a spring, a woman to orgasm.
Pervers is: With a chicken to do
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You're work is beautiful <3
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"People alter their lives by altering their attitudes."
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I don't know half of you half as well as I should like and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve
I know you believe you understand what you think I said, but I am not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant
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"Fortunately, somewhere between chance and mystery lies imagination, the only thing that protects our freedom, despite the fact that people keep trying to reduce it or kill it off altogether." (Luis Buñuel)
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