”Does it quiet your mind?” she asked. Continue reading “CBT”
He sat at the edge of the bed with his back towards me. Upset. I could feel it in the air. Tension and stiffness everywhere but the place he wanted it most. He looked down at the flaccid meat between his thighs with disgust. I felt sorry for him, but he would not accept the comfort I tied to provide.
Getting back into the dating scene was a bit intimidating, but since my hunger for dick and pussy was stronger than my fear of rejection I jumped on OK Cupid. The app was nothing like it was a couple years ago – swipe culture infected it. I went ahead and purchased the premium subscription so I could see who liked me and who messaged me. Even as an ‘A-Lister’ my prospects were limited. Continue reading “Modern Romance, Pt 1”
The last two were
mad at me
for not showing
them off to my friends Continue reading “Spiral”
It’s the feeling I miss the most
the vulnerability of
earthquake and rain
My aim is to no longer dream of my own destruction, for when I do I live in fear. And to live in fear is to stand still at the bottom of a Ferris wheel during a blood moon festival. To live in fear is to stand still at a November carnival. They come and go these opportunities to move. Yet year upon year I stay planted.
For our first
Date we met
Up and fucked