
A Beautiful Night
It was such a beautiful night. We sat outside by the water, the ocean breeze cooling my nerves.
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It was such a beautiful night. We sat outside by the water, the ocean breeze cooling my nerves.
Read MoreRead MoreFrom forehead on the mat to tip toe balancing, I was transfixed by the sight of her beautiful suffering.
“Does it hurt?” is by far the most common question I get regarding my Shibari practice.
Read MoreThrough rose colored glasses
you watched me walk
walking on stained glass
I wonder if you’re
standing down
or sitting up
After lunch we sat in his car and talked some more. We had been gone for hours, but it felt like minutes.
Read MoreRead MoreThe worse kind of loneliness is when you are with people who don’t see you.
I can’t help but to fall
Fall into the taste
of your touch
I’m not temptation, nor a side dish; I’m a fucking delicacy! Read More
Getting back into the dating scene was a bit intimidating, but since my hunger for dick and pussy was stronger than my fear of rejection I jumped on OK Cupid. The app was nothing like it was a couple years ago – swipe culture infected it. I went ahead and purchased the premium subscription so I could see who liked me and who messaged me. Even as an ‘A-Lister’ my prospects were limited. Read More
My aim is to no longer dream of my own destruction, for when I do I live in fear. And to live in fear is to stand still at the bottom of a Ferris wheel during a blood moon festival. To live in fear is to stand still at a November carnival. They come and go these opportunities to move. Yet year upon year I stay planted.