Fuck it! The times those words have blurted from my lips…bursting from my psyche… Those times have occurred more often then I care to admit. I have existed so close to this edge for months…tense with frustrated anger one minute, only to dissolve into desperate hot tears of aching defeat. I never expected it to be easy, but I never dreamed it would be this hard. Master is my rock. While I have bounced from one emotion to the next he’s never given up on me…on us. While he didn’t ...
Updated 11-14-2011 at 04:11 AM by ~ willow ~
I guess I should have been excited the way most of the other girls were, but I couldn’t get myself to react. I felt very still and very empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo. The Bell Jar, Sylvia Plath
Tumultuous passion Lustful desire Dire craving Slow it down i just want to slow it down Deep longing Constant ache Surrendering love Hold me close i just want you to hold me close Souls entwine Hearts collide Kindred spirit i am yours i just want to be yours Exhausted Withdrawn i keep trying i lay at your feet i live to lay at your feet All that i am ...
Updated 11-05-2011 at 08:46 PM by ~ willow ~