*The second promise I made to you was to be good, and I think I was beginning to grasp the fact that it might be harder than I thought before that point. In those beautiful summer afternoon hours befo...
Deep in the mountains behind the city of Cordema sat the Enclave, the work-space of the High Druid. A haven away from the bureaucracy of court. Built into a crevice in between two of the mountainsides...
I know I have posted this before but I did a lot of editing/rewriting and wanted to post the newer (better?) version. Trigger warning for domestic violence (not graphic)I was 19 when I met him, and in...
Ahhhh, blessed hangover, how I missed you. NOT. Seriously, how have they not created an alcohol that does not give you hangovers the next day? Is this not 2017?
By foxytravelsuk http://www.foxytravels...
Today is my last day before getting back on the bus with Stray! It’s my final day in Auckland before heading off to pastures unknown… Ok, not really that unknown,
By foxytravelsuk http://www.foxytrave...
And all our broken dreams laid there. Jagged edges beckoning to be put back together. But we weren’t fixers. So instead we tip-toed around them and made believe that they never shattered in the first ...
düşüşteyim.kendimi kurtarmanın bir yolunu bulmazsam fena olacak. “Bu hayatta geri dönüşü olmayan bir şey yoktur” deseler de, bu sadece bir avuntudan ibaret. Bazı sınırlarımız var ve onları aştıkça, da...
I have found myself in many situations wherein, I am idle and my mind is on absolutely nothing and everything; and suddenly you appear. Not your face or your name in bold letters but just the thought ...
My riposte is in the post-signed with a kiss,sealed with lax tonguespittle, delivered- not yours. I expect you’ll mull the wordsthrough with a slab of wine,marvel at my intricacies oflanguage as you b...
Growing up, my mother always told me to “treat others how you’d like to be treated,” and I did. I was kind to whoever I came across. Well, I tried to be. Sometimes I let my feelings cloud my judgement...
Wonder I often wonder where my past lovers can be? Are they laying in bed still thinking of me? Most likely they’ve moved on to another way of being but I can’t help but wonder about my past lovers. W...
Pratchett chats lead to leaden lens ringing crystal clear, [reference to a conversation last night about Terry P. and his driving anger. Lens to imply looking (in reader retrospect, hopefully]
By g...
I am not the girl you fall in love with. You are the boy with the easy smile and those soft eyes.
By thewanderingsaylor http://thewanderingsaylor.tumblr.com/post/161876005697/i-am-not-the-girl-you-fa...
had i managed to the pull the fingers from my spine i would have found flowers flowers wreathed in angels tears when their mouths were solemn
By bluness http://bluness.tumblr.com/post/164018281710/h...
Buttons buttons, I tap away Not realizing the moments I don’t tend to pay
By queenconiption http://queenconiption.tumblr.com/post/161841150656/buttons-buttons-i-tap-away-not-realizing-the
I’ve been thinking a lotabout hand holding,the vulnerability of it,and how it comparesto mushing mouths,grinding bodies,inserting, outserting. So naturally doesthe moment forkissing introduce itself,t...
a habit–a checkup to check upon childish expectationsof future intangiblea bit–stalking prey on nightsof fowl memory when fingersdo not - cannot - will not touchrealityit’s insurance for a shakyhold i...
Yes, Book One is the title. I have a real title for this book, but I don’t want to share that just yet.Summary: This book is all about being young and having friends. It centers around the friendships...
My father holds death in his grip. He clutches it
By excruciatingly-mundane http://excruciatingly-mundane.tumblr.com/post/160742670076/the-cigarette
Because we had sex and I wanted. Even though I said you started (because you normally start it), this time I started. Because you were laying beside me with no pants and you look so fucking beautiful ...
*The second promise I made to you was to be good, and I think I was beginning to grasp the fact that it might be harder than I thought before that point. In those beautiful summer afternoon hours befo...
Deep in the mountains behind the city of Cordema sat the Enclave, the work-space of the High Druid. A haven away from the bureaucracy of court. Built into a crevice in between two of the mountainsides...
I know I have posted this before but I did a lot of editing/rewriting and wanted to post the newer (better?) version. Trigger warning for domestic violence (not graphic)I was 19 when I met him, and in...
Ahhhh, blessed hangover, how I missed you. NOT. Seriously, how have they not created an alcohol that does not give you hangovers the next day? Is this not 2017?
By foxytravelsuk http://www.foxytravels...
Today is my last day before getting back on the bus with Stray! It’s my final day in Auckland before heading off to pastures unknown… Ok, not really that unknown,
By foxytravelsuk http://www.foxytrave...
And all our broken dreams laid there. Jagged edges beckoning to be put back together. But we weren’t fixers. So instead we tip-toed around them and made believe that they never shattered in the first ...
düşüşteyim.kendimi kurtarmanın bir yolunu bulmazsam fena olacak. “Bu hayatta geri dönüşü olmayan bir şey yoktur” deseler de, bu sadece bir avuntudan ibaret. Bazı sınırlarımız var ve onları aştıkça, da...
I have found myself in many situations wherein, I am idle and my mind is on absolutely nothing and everything; and suddenly you appear. Not your face or your name in bold letters but just the thought ...
My riposte is in the post-signed with a kiss,sealed with lax tonguespittle, delivered- not yours. I expect you’ll mull the wordsthrough with a slab of wine,marvel at my intricacies oflanguage as you b...
Growing up, my mother always told me to “treat others how you’d like to be treated,” and I did. I was kind to whoever I came across. Well, I tried to be. Sometimes I let my feelings cloud my judgement...
Wonder I often wonder where my past lovers can be? Are they laying in bed still thinking of me? Most likely they’ve moved on to another way of being but I can’t help but wonder about my past lovers. W...
Pratchett chats lead to leaden lens ringing crystal clear, [reference to a conversation last night about Terry P. and his driving anger. Lens to imply looking (in reader retrospect, hopefully]
By g...
I am not the girl you fall in love with. You are the boy with the easy smile and those soft eyes.
By thewanderingsaylor http://thewanderingsaylor.tumblr.com/post/161876005697/i-am-not-the-girl-you-fa...
had i managed to the pull the fingers from my spine i would have found flowers flowers wreathed in angels tears when their mouths were solemn
By bluness http://bluness.tumblr.com/post/164018281710/h...
Buttons buttons, I tap away Not realizing the moments I don’t tend to pay
By queenconiption http://queenconiption.tumblr.com/post/161841150656/buttons-buttons-i-tap-away-not-realizing-the
I’ve been thinking a lotabout hand holding,the vulnerability of it,and how it comparesto mushing mouths,grinding bodies,inserting, outserting. So naturally doesthe moment forkissing introduce itself,t...
a habit–a checkup to check upon childish expectationsof future intangiblea bit–stalking prey on nightsof fowl memory when fingersdo not - cannot - will not touchrealityit’s insurance for a shakyhold i...
Yes, Book One is the title. I have a real title for this book, but I don’t want to share that just yet.Summary: This book is all about being young and having friends. It centers around the friendships...
My father holds death in his grip. He clutches it
By excruciatingly-mundane http://excruciatingly-mundane.tumblr.com/post/160742670076/the-cigarette
Because we had sex and I wanted. Even though I said you started (because you normally start it), this time I started. Because you were laying beside me with no pants and you look so fucking beautiful ...