UpdateIt's amazing how nothing's changed yet everything's different. I'm always wanting to be somewhere else. I wonder if I'll still feel that way when I finally get to wherever it is I wanna be.
I hope so.
I'm just waiting. I don't like it, but I must.
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Aloneby ~InnocentBeing
I kissed himI kissed him.I kissed him
I didn’t mean to. I didn’t want to. But he gave me butterflies. The same ones you used to give me (but not anymore).
I tried to set boundaries – the confines of which were broken.
I tried to get away – but the person I turned to for strength turned into my weakness.
I tried – I really wanted us to work. But your quirkiness, the things that attracted me to you are the things that make me want to pull anchor.
My weakness wouldn’t approve of my dealings with him. Neither would you approve of my dealings with either, so I keep them buried
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RegretWhen the darkness is no longer enough for you, you will know it is time. I wonder will you come find me then and let me lay my hands upon the ground beneath you and search for my warmth and the words we both knew were bound to slip away because they felt too late.Regret
I never spoke your language although we have the same walk and the color of your eyes was my childhood. I could not dream like you or see how your hands made things innocent because I slipped through a world darkly when you were not looking and y
by =Scarlettletters
What's Become of UsHello, my Darling:What's Become of Us
Two years ago, it would never have occurred to me that we could be in a situation where I would not purposefully cross the street just to say, "Hello." There are some people, you see, whose presence you take for granted--whose friendship and love you assume, always assume, will be available and of interest. But today, while I was busy juggling the mail and looking for my keys, I watched you come out of the coffee shop and walk right past me--and I let you go. It wasn't conscious, it was simply that I had other things on my mind. For the first time in forever--in our f
by `GeneratingHype
vacant.Look at her; she’s a porcelain doll with never-ending milk legs all stapled to the bed, thirteen years young with forty-eight years suffocating her figure. He’s right up to her baby lips, offering cigarette breath and grinding his stubble on her cheeks, it reminds her of gravel and she closes her eyelids as it falls across her neck, inhaling the cloud of dust.vacant.
The curtains are draped across the sky, dried blood red casting shadows she can’t tell the ends of. A dim flicker of a light and maybe a filter of moonshine illuminate the crevasses of his eyelids, forehead and awry mouth. His skin tastes of sweat and earth.
by =Pretty-As-A-Picture
flesh puzzlesIn the beginning it was enough. I’d be wide-eyed, quietly watching her through the windows. Limbs and torso like a slender tree; bowing in wind and always shooting up toward the sun. She’d wear summer skin in the middle of winter with freckles spoiling her shoulders and cheekbones. Her birthmark was a dull red stain at her collarbone and she had a mole beneath her left breast. She was thirteen and I thirty, but my, oh my, did I ache to see her insides.flesh puzzles
The house next door they called the sea house because it was two stories of cerulean blue. Through my bedroom window I could see naught but an empty bedroom. But late Sep
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