

million miles awayeven when my lips fingers heightened sense of awareness of your beauty are mere inches from the bespeckled canvas of your skin, something in my peripherals moves just right. no time for debate, no bitten lip implying worry or thought; impulse enraptures me as i tear you apart with your eyes to the ceiling, unknowing.million miles away


yard workthe smell of rust under my nails was a gentle reminder while hands, furiouslyyard work
scrubbing away years
of weather, dirt, loving ownership, only to start anew,
were less subtle. as the taste of the storm reaches my tongue, outstretched with muscle pain and concentration, a bristle goes awry from the rotting metal rail and into the tip of my finger.
raindrops fall as i belatedly recoil, inspect the delicate, now soiled and stinging skin and wonder how anyone could complain about callouses when they are the sig


great destroyerit never occurred to me, he whispered softly as he tapped his cigarette out, the orange cinders reflecting in the diamond of my ring, that this might not work out. i smiled softly, peering at the twilight blanketing the glass table separating us, my fingers recoiling from his, the band on my left hand burning into the palm of my right. if only he could comprehend all the sins he has committed just by being with me, the wrong he has put himself through just for a Saturday at midnight drunk on vodka and tonic piece of ass. he really thought he was suave, that id just purr and coo angreat destroyer


obscurawhen i come in i shout through the corners, my voice, unlike the light, bending like i was taught in physics last winter, i tap on the doors to claim the space as my ownobscura
kicking the doorstop away the click wsssh thunk of the door swinging from ajar, the world invading, to containing me and all the inanimates that i begin to chide and
hum at, darkness envelops and i am left to my heightened senses, fingertips eagerly spooling
then you slip through the not quite light tight cracks and i a
your works really refreshing for the mess in my mind of late <3
--
we'll be a fairytale,
with 'happily ever after'
as the ending.
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we'll be a fairytale,
with 'happily ever after'
as the ending.
--
"A man is not idle because he is absorbed in thought. There is a visible labor and there is an invisible labor." -Victor Hugo
"This is the most fun I've had without LUBRICANT!"
--Adam
[link]
--
Me, a writer? I could never be such a thing.
I'm just a fool with words and digits.
Life is like photography.
We need the negatives to develop.
--
Truth be told,
I'd rather be sold
than juggle stepping stones.
--
Me, a writer? I could never be such a thing.
I'm just a fool with words and digits.
Life is like photography.
We need the negatives to develop.
--
Truth be told,
I'd rather be sold
than juggle stepping stones.
--
"Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened." ~ Dr. Seuss
Why watch anime when you can be anime? Custom Cosplay Commissions [link]
--
Me, a writer? I could never be such a thing.
I'm just a fool with words and digits.
Life is like photography.
We need the negatives to develop.
--
"Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened." ~ Dr. Seuss
Why watch anime when you can be anime? Custom Cosplay Commissions [link]
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