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"Riddles" ..... guy's POVShe possesses the most pleasant presence. My eyes are naturally drawn to her. I long to trace the curves of her muscles, and my hands yearn to memorize the parts of her that are sinful to mention or even think of. Her inviting scent only intensifies the effects of her lust-filled flesh. I want to take her, make her, then break her in every way possible many times over. Mentally, I picture her under me, her surrendering herself to me, letting herself be shamed in the most sacred of ways. But physically…in reality, I cannot touch her. She is forbidden because of every word I said to her, though it was a truth, the meaning behind my riddles"Riddles" ..... guy's POV
by ~iamhooey
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.
by ~iamhooey
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
by ~iamhooey
I Am YoursI’m watching you breathe. I’m 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
by ~iamhooey
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running.you tell me that everything has a time limit on it; friendships, days, moments, love. everything is limited, you say, so we might as well rush, run. because it's all going to end anyway, right?running.
so i started to notice the time stamps painted on your hands, the calendars written all over your heart. i started to wonder, how much time do we have left? how many more held hands, secrets, inside jokes, i love you's? how many more?
i wondered and ran,
ran through the forests without smelling the scent of after-rain. i ran on the darkened streets at midnight without noticing the streetlights, passing lit houses
by ~Amertie
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- Favourite style of art: All :]
- Personal Quote: "There's no stopping curiousity"
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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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