Soft touches, simple strokes Don't you know what your body evokes I only want to do the most I always want to do the most Fingertips slip off your clothes Digging underneath the folds It's on this sin I've overdosed It's on your skin I've overdosed Warmth and wetness are all I feel It's dirty … Continue reading Dirty
Tag: death
Foreclosure
I was eleven years old when I lost my mom, and my dad all but went with her. Sometimes I thought he was really trying to. Occasionally I wonder if it had been a gradual death, if it might have been better. Not to make light of cancer or anything, but at least with terminal … Continue reading Foreclosure
Fear, Pt. 1
What are you afraid of? Monsters, spiders, heights? Not being able to wake up in the morning? I've often wondered what it'd be like to get in a car accident, or fall of the golden gate bridge. I'm not scared, I'm just not stupid enough to try. I have a life to live. Does death … Continue reading Fear, Pt. 1
Forever & Always
Dear John, It's been a while, huh? I guess it can be pretty easy to lose track of time. How have you been? I hope you've been well. I'm sorry I left when I did, I just needed to get out of that town, I hope you can understand. Didn't you used to talk about … Continue reading Forever & Always
Kitties & Cancer
Since this blog gets a lot of my stream-of-consciousness words, here's a video that's just that. My emotional ramblings after finding out my cat is dying of cancer. It's silly, it's so so minute in the grand scheme of the world or even my life. Still, Kirby's been a part of over half of my life, and … Continue reading Kitties & Cancer
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