seems i had a few drinks last night and i committed lasbianage. That is the term I have come up with for lesbian acts under the influence, of anything. seems i woke up with my face in my friend’s lap, seems i’m covered in puke and female cum, seems sex is a casually promiscuous thing… Continue reading lesbianage
Tag: alcohol
Reality check – into submisson
I’m working. It’s 10:40pm. I’ve been ‘working’ since 9:20am this morning. I went home around 6:00pm. Thought I’d get some done there. Little did I know… All I really wanted was a little bit of chemical stress relief. Today, as has been for about 3 days, was alcohol. Noticed I couldn’t get anything done there,… Continue reading Reality check – into submisson
Good Night Dad
Jake sat at the edge of his bed, his hair cut military short to comply with his fathers wishes. He did what ever he could to prevent his father’s fists. That meant doing his best to keep on his good side; this wasnt enough all the time. Sometimes just the alcohol mixed with his presence… Continue reading Good Night Dad
Something Dark – Chapter One
“This has to stop.” Kai opened the door to his best friend Eva. She stumbled through the door, sobbing and hiccupping, blood dripping from the corners of her mouth. Her makeup was smudged and her startling green eyes clouded with tears and confusion, ringed with black, plagued with deep shadows. Ignoring Kai’s tall, imposing form,… Continue reading Something Dark – Chapter One
I knew I could
People say life is happy and so full of glee but why do they say it? It’s not like that for me
Bravery and Disappointment
I’m really angry. Mostly when I come here I’m morose and depressing but right now I’m so annoyed I could scream.
Beatings
I lie there on the floor, blood is running down my chin from the cut on my lip, a bruise will soon be on my cheek. The familiar sting begins to surface, but I refuse to cry this time. He has no power any more.
Innocence
It started innocently enough…at least I suppose you could say that. We all felt so bad, so rebellious, for drinking in the dorm room.
Dilema
1. How many times has it been that you know you’re doing something wrong, but you still go ahead and do it? Dont know about you, but I’ve fucked up on those lines a million times.
Those Lingering thoughts
There it lingers, the taste on my lips. Like the smell of rain, it never leaves, even after hours.