A strange apathy oozes down the walls of our love nest—too familiar to penetrate. To generate interest. Compassion without intrigue feels like settling down.
You will hate me when you see the flirtatious batting of lids and flipping of tresses. They are not directed at your inquiring gestures.
And I know the secret (the key if you will) to opening the Pandora's box of his smothered sexual fantasies--
Strip-tease, tickle, drip, squeeze, lickleslap, grab, thrust, grunt, and dickle.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Maturity is Looking at Consensual Vaginas
The Secret Confessions of Mad Bess Flint
Premeditated frenzy
Melon baller
Nerd. Dork. Fuck.
Use that humper
Diaphonous piccadillos
I would have regretted putting my life on hold for someone not as committed.
There are still things I wonder about him now.
It's a man's job to love you intently, but it's a woman's job to love you genuinely.
we're already alright
Convinced that I don't deserve the time of day.
I never let jealousy affect my feelings with us—only when you tried your damndest to get a rise outta me.
A question, unasked, but hanging in the air turning the mood stale. Too few smiles.
86 the chump stuff
Unique friends with advice
Being persuaded by a simple "Fuck me."
It being an actual possibility never occurred to me during the lost interval.
The lure of every addiction, which is losing yourself to time.
Do you act out of principle? Or do you devise self-justifying reasons for your bad behaviour?
Maybe love shouldn't be such hard work
Change is always personal and singular
Premeditated frenzy
Melon baller
Nerd. Dork. Fuck.
Use that humper
Diaphonous piccadillos
I would have regretted putting my life on hold for someone not as committed.
There are still things I wonder about him now.
It's a man's job to love you intently, but it's a woman's job to love you genuinely.
we're already alright
Convinced that I don't deserve the time of day.
I never let jealousy affect my feelings with us—only when you tried your damndest to get a rise outta me.
A question, unasked, but hanging in the air turning the mood stale. Too few smiles.
86 the chump stuff
Unique friends with advice
Being persuaded by a simple "Fuck me."
It being an actual possibility never occurred to me during the lost interval.
The lure of every addiction, which is losing yourself to time.
Do you act out of principle? Or do you devise self-justifying reasons for your bad behaviour?
Maybe love shouldn't be such hard work
Change is always personal and singular
I wanna be your toy – a child's plaything
Past few days of inspiration.
The sky blusters over with the grey of a stormy suburban landscape. Midafternoon showers cloud any clear motivation I might have had. I spend the hours after lunch repeating inspirational phrases to myself.
"I will be a productive and useful individual..."
I sit on the toilet, a beautifully small watercloset cluttered with the bath objects of a young social butterfly. An array of pink liquids and creams.
I empty one of the bottles into the toilet and, after a quick courtesy flush, return to my roosting position.
The sky blusters over with the grey of a stormy suburban landscape. Midafternoon showers cloud any clear motivation I might have had. I spend the hours after lunch repeating inspirational phrases to myself.
"I will be a productive and useful individual..."
I sit on the toilet, a beautifully small watercloset cluttered with the bath objects of a young social butterfly. An array of pink liquids and creams.
I empty one of the bottles into the toilet and, after a quick courtesy flush, return to my roosting position.
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