Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
Our eyes locked across the cocktail lounge First sparks I held her gaze, daring her resistance We crossed the room and talked Discovered things in common, mostly magnetic physical attraction Naked flames We met for coffee Fire was fed Went to her place Conflagration She came to my place Allergic Read more
“But behind all your stories is always your mother’s story, because hers is where yours begins.” ―Mitch Albom, For One More Day 1. One of my first memories of my mother is her French braiding my hair while I sat on our kitchen stool. Unfortunately, this was class picture day Read more
Don’t say a word Let me feel you smell you know your secrets savour the aftermath Floating in and out flesh decadent fantasy warm breath strong hands hold me the weight of my being let me rest under your chin above your heart perfection caress me on fire your fingers Read more
When a group of girls begin dressing each other in a public bathroom with strips of jersey fabric to form togas for an art show, it can lead to feelings of discomfort and insecurity about a person’s body image… Surrounded by four gorgeous blonde girls who looked like models, and Read more
I am damaged goods. I am forever broken. I am beyond repair. That is my excuse. I have not known innocence. My parents were self-absorbed. They were strangers, they ignored me. I grew up alone, a defiant adolescent. Rejection, neglect, and disdain were normal. I sought comfort from strangers, substances, Read more
