I have this thing about being a masochist that I never would have expected of myself. It is part of being an emotional masochist more than a pain slut, but every now and then, I need someone to hit that reset button. It has a lot to do with overthinking and feeling some insecurity in… Continue reading The Reset
Tag: Submission
To Be Chosen
There was a prompt today that asked you to talk about the comeback, especially how it does not happen suddenly. I was thinking about that and was not sure what to write, really. I am not sure how to define this comeback. I mostly just try to move forward, and I am working hard on… Continue reading To Be Chosen
Say My Name
Say my name, Daddy. Mark me as yours. Show me I belong to you.
Take Your Time
I want to take my time with you. This thing is not going to be over in a moment. I want it to last. I need it to. We can start it whenever you are ready, but I never want it to end.
Inspiration Comes from Every Corner
“I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all dayI hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.I hunger for your sleek laugh,your hands the color of a savage harvest,hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,I want to eat your… Continue reading Inspiration Comes from Every Corner
