

PrimitiveWrapping and tangling myself inside a blanket full of sound. Tongues lashing out against each other with subtle violence. Hearts beating with an unfamiliar speed. Adrenaline rushing through veins, fresh and powerful. I am following my most primitive instincts, for I have nothing else to go by.Primitive
His breath was suffocating me. It was quick, heated, and seductive upon my breast. His presence weighed me down, pressing my body against the mattress with a strange force. This was unknown territory, and I thought of nothing else but to contaminate it with myself. This want was a yearning, a desire. I clawed his back as he claimed me as his own.


GoodbyeThe darkness of the night sky stole my breath in the most torturing of ways. Each star shone intense and brilliant, bearing the secret sins that my thoughts held. The winds whisper cold breaths into my ears that send an agonizing reminder of impermissible love. Each attempt to breathe suffocates me, but my stars refuse to spare me death.Goodbye
My guardian angel fought and lost a battle that I was too weak to undertake, and my caretaker left me stranded on the thin border of pain and consciousness. I am now at the mercy of sweet Lucifer. His penetrating eyes grab at me, promising me death but I must resist for a sliver of hope


I Am YoursIm watching you breathe. Im tracing the muscles of your chest, memorizing them. I can feel the warmth of your skin. I can feel your heart beat. I lay my head down over your heart. Steady beat. Steady breathing. I look up. Your eyes are closed, and your lips are curled upward in the slightest of ways. I put one hand on your cheek. The smile on your face is clear. I kiss your lips. Your lips are the sweetest thing. I pull away. Your eyes are gazing into mine. Sincere bliss. My body is light from the ecstasy. I think I love you. I think I do. When you smile, my heart skips a beat. When I feel your presence, I lose my breath. WhI Am Yours


Internal War, For YouYour soul grabbed at mine with a gentle clutch. It took my very being soaring over such a heavenly vast of unexplainable bliss. Your hands tore into my heart and filled in me a feeling that any other human being cannot emotionally encounter. Your eyes caressed me, and I desired with a strongest want that you would keep holding me steady with your sweet eyes. And you. Your soul snatched mine, stealing me away to an uncertain place. Your hands instilled a fear that kept me apart from the world that I longed for. And yet, your eyes hypnotized me and brought forth a feeling entirely too unnatural. Every glance you spare sends a thrill throuInternal War, For You
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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Give your couch seperation anxiety~ Fleet Feet
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Give your couch seperation anxiety~ Fleet Feet
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Give your couch seperation anxiety~ Fleet Feet
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Give your couch seperation anxiety~ Fleet Feet
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