“I went on a date earlier today. It went well enough that I agreed to a second date ( Read more... )

A funny thing, love. The way it can tear a soul asunder. Glue a shattered glass heart back together seamlessly. When the right person comes along sometimes you are blind-sighted and others run headlong into it. Unerringly sacked but still a touchdown. Phrases flow like water. Clear and crisp when true yet murk shades are often perceived as gospel. ( Read more... )

Women don't reach their sexual peak until their forties. So I'm halfway there. My intentions aren't malicious, so please don't hold me responsible for what transpires in the next couple of hours. It's just that the two of you have explicit tattoos and perverted mustaches, all of which manifest into a fantasy that is unfit for words. If I can't ( Read more... )

Are you tired of waiting ( Read more... )

Out in the distance the howl of a wolf could be heard, echoing eerily across the wide, dark expanse of the lake. The night sky was a deep purple above, a thousand stars spread like a fortune teller’s spangled cloak across the vast expanse. The air was bitterly cold, the snow was deep, and apart from the chilling, solitary cry of the wolf, there was ( Read more... )

I feel like I am living my life in limbo. In between life changing moments.  And with that being said, I feel as if my life on some days has little to nothing to offer. But I see how small acts and little choices can make big changes. Turn my life down a new path. I keep fighting to stay on track. Fighting for what I want in life. Temptation and ( Read more... )

I think there’s something wrong with me.

Sometimes I think I was born under the wrong stars, that it would be different if I were born three days earlier or five days later.

They tell me I was wanted. They tell me I was loved. A perfect little doll, kept on a shelf to make sure nothing bad could happen to her. Then one day, the doll was knocked off ( Read more... )

I was sat opposite a typical student type on the train; he had a beanie and a stylish pair of glasses, which he had taken off ( Read more... )

“This is vile,” I stated, trying my best not to puke ( Read more... )

The piano gathered dust for months. She glanced at it longingly, but never played it. He would complain of the noise. When he was home, that was. It was a painful tradeoff- when he left, she could play, but there were gaps in her heart even music could not fill ( Read more... )