It was cold and the night air chilled them as they said their final goodbyes. Zack was going to disappear to Florida with his family the next day, and Trish was going to stay there left in her pethitic misery. Her breath and lips were cold as she reached up to reach his kiss, their… Continue reading Living to Die
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scared to be me
poetic scared to be me, who am i? know onw knows who i am, i am mysterious, or am i? Am i who seem to be. Am i an imaginary charater inside another dream? in a corner in the smallest place am i there? Am i real or am i fake? Am i true or… Continue reading scared to be me
A Couples First
His cold, wet hands moved up her soft silky skin, slowly taking off her shirt, underneathe her shirt revealed to him a prefect pair of breasts, her nipples hardened from the mere touch of this hands. He slid his hands up and down her waist, not removing her from his eye. He stared at her… Continue reading A Couples First
Simply Luscious
His touch was sensational; his fingers were so smooth, I have never imagined, it would go that far. I came into his room, wearing a black rope, he looked straight at me wondering what am I up to tonight, he knew why was I there, he knew how much I wanted this so bad. I… Continue reading Simply Luscious
Dreaming of a sexual incounter
So most of you know that I have some strange dreams….and as most of you know, alot of them involve sex. well last night i had the weirdest dream…i dont know who it was about…but I’ve seen him before, and i think i know him. but the dream felt so real it was like it… Continue reading Dreaming of a sexual incounter
Miara: A Delicious Secret [Chapter 3]
Vampire. I could feel his presence reaching out to my desires. Everything I wanted he had, as well as everything I needed. The elevator bell rang as I reached the main floor. Merith reached for me as I began to lose consciousness. Why was he here? He was suppose to meet me at the airport.… Continue reading Miara: A Delicious Secret [Chapter 3]
I want to be a poem
Poetic I want to be a lost poem in a strangers coat pocket That conveys the importance of you To assure you of my desire To assure you of my dreams I want all the possibilities of you in writing I want to give you your reflection I want your eyes on me I want… Continue reading I want to be a poem
thoughts of suicide
I am a cutter,and i always try to push the blade down a little harder just to try and die but something in me stops it.I have tried to commit suicide 20 times and almost die on 2. i never wanted this life i never wanted to be born cant i just die and yet… Continue reading thoughts of suicide
Death of a soulless whore
Looking at myself and what I’ve become I realize that my life of pain is just begun Homicide, suicide Looking for something I cannot find
Down with the Sickness
I felt myself falling to my knees, the crack of my bone on the stone floor seemed distant in my ears compared with the laughter I heard coming from the figure in front of me. Kylan stood before me, I knew that if I looked up I would see his perfectly sculpted face, black eyes… Continue reading Down with the Sickness