I could feel Tyler watching me as I fiddled with the condiments on the table, taking the time to rearrange them by size, then by type. That job done, I folded my hands together in my lap and looked at... Continue Reading →
If anyone sees the doctor, please send him my way ... laid low by a tiny bug, will be back with regular posts as soon as the room stops spinning so much!
If I said you had a nice body, Would you hold it against me? In response to the daily prompt flattery
You found my tree And chopped it down Left me lying on the ground Waiting there my roots grew strong You thought I was broken? Guess what? You’re wrong
he said ... some things are best left unfinished I will never be complete without you
she said will I ever be unfinished waiting for your completion
Feeling lazy so updated an old post for the daily prompt 'pretend' ... more new content soon ... Lazy Mornings (smutty)
put your hand here can you feel it? my fragile heart metaphorically realistically? it's strong pumping my blood fuelling my fire actually it's broken shattered do you like jigsaws?
Having a tough week but slogging through. This song is speaking to me is so many ways right now, enjoy!
When I see the word vice I don't think immoral, evil, depraved, or degrading. I think of guilty pleasures like chocolate, too much wine, these photos by Michael Stokes ...
In response to the daily prompt Carry Sometimes I get carried away looking for the perfect picture to go with my post. Time becomes fluid, the words get lost... Who needs words?
Last night not sleeping, listening to Theory of A Deadman... Finally fall asleep then have dreams of doing bad, bad things with/to Tyler. Why did I wake up?
In response to the daily prompt Joke Joke's on you babe, I love doing the laundry!
In response to the daily prompt Luxury Do you remember The time we stayed in bed All day long You, me and a CD you made yourself I still can't listen to Radiohead without thinking about you
In response to the daily prompt Paint You are my favourite canvas A smear down your chest A dab on your cheek A smudge on your arm A more liberal application for your stomach Clean up will be a bitch
Last night while I listened to your voice I closed my eyes and pretended you were mine Just for a little while