My existence literally stopped at the intersection of me and you. It wasn’t that time was frozen, rather I didn’t want to exist in a moment outside your presence. Not before, not after.… Read More Supernova
How you like to have sex is generally a secret to the majority of the world. Literally speaking, the world isn’t going to fuck you, so the information isn’t really something the world needs to be made privy to. Metaphorically, I personally think the world is a lecherous whore…One who is fucking us all in ways… Read More Honorable Mentions of The Kamasutra For Mere Mortals
Nothing. Absolutely nothing turned me gay. When I look back , I was just as gay then as I am now–however, that’s surprisingly hard to identify when hetero-normative ideals brainwash the hell out of you. How could you not know you’re gay? I dunno, it sounds silly, but every homosexual thought I ever had was… Read More How I knew I Was Gay/Bisexual/Queer
One of, if not the only benefit to being a fully functional, autonomous, and self supporting adult, is you become the Queen (or king🤷🏽♀️) of your castle. When its your house its your rules… Yas bish!! Finally! Nobody can tell you to wash dishes when you dont want to. No more harsh glances when you… Read More Why You Should Make Your Bed Every Morning Even Though You Dont Have To
Sometimes… Its like you’re in a different universe. You say words to me & I have no idea what you’re talking about. Still… We continue to converse. Its rather other worldly… If you ask me– The way we keep sending messages in bottles, The way they end up forever lost at sea. Sometimes… Its as… Read More Message delivered—Not received.
You’re beautiful. All. The. Time. Why don’t you know this? You search for flaws in an impeccable creation. …and all the while you fail to notice: Everything about you is as it should be. Beautiful. From the top of your head to the soles of your feet… To the parts of yourself you have even… Read More Beautiful
I just want to be enough for you. I know that I’m not. I offer myself anyway–I know its for naught. I want to be enough for you And in the same instance I starve. Myself… I want to be enough for you and I keep cutting away—I carve. Myself… I keep hoping each piece… Read More Am I Not Enough?
I should be paying more attention, but honestly….do you expect me not to notice? They’re so full. Perfectly symmetrical, and just the right amount of not too much, not too little, but gimme some of that please. Then you like to go and put on that sparkling lip gloss. And you know I love sparkles…… Read More Kiss Me
I’d rather be a bitch-than admit to you that I’m crumbling from the inside out. Id rather pick a fight with you about something truly insignificant than admit Im struggling. I can’t just say to you Im having a bad day, leave me alone so I can cry myself to sleep. I’ve gotta pretend I’m… Read More Hugs