I'm not feeling well after I treat myself nicely today and read those filtered messages. Why they can't use their real account in IG, if they just want to talk to me why they have to create dummy accounts if their intentions is just asking me
it feels me really sick but makes me laugh at the same time. ok let it be. at least they found their selves happy. #miraquill "deceiving is a trick of an evil soul" advance happy Halloween
Too delirious to realize that my internal monologue was out loud, I accept his hungrily. His fingers continue their tortuous rhythm, pushing me over the edge. He growls and set his thumb over my still throbbing nub then bites my ear and squeezes.
+++++ a sneak from my short story "The Doctor" soon to publish somewhere
I’m not sure what happened, or where we went wrong Or why I hate hearing our favorite song And walks in the park, I remember them well But now they’re just memories, and that hurts like hell I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.
Days spent day dreaming, imagining what if Sweet hours spent gazing into your eyes Passion torn edges of remembrance haunting my every move Your name on my lips at every turn And all consuming lust of the unknown
Soon enough, lust cocooned into a deeper desire A thirst to know all of you Feeding on the well of knowledge at your hand Souls connecting on a higher level Branding your essence onto my heart
Where once I was proud of my hard heart Now it whimpered in total surrender Seeking to mate with yours in joyful abandon At a cost neither bothered to ask Cementing the bond in broken promises