Personal Stories, Advice, and Support
but abuse is what you need"
she searched for his island of exotic spices.
vocabulary. You keep throwing junk into your path.
incept into hope's home. escape reality. escape yourself. escape life.
can appreciate the light of day...
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
so you found a window and climbed in.
Your willingness and desire to please me, to give yourself fully to me is precious.
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
" was merely clarification. I wasn't requesting that you stop.
Is my attraction to unattainable women online an escape from facing love in real life?
there is nothing else, life is not worth living.
.the ones we say as well as the ones we do not.
like a blazing comet out of control.
when I look away I feel nothing.
desperately needing to be hugged and comforted.
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
he could feel all of her pain.
we don’t have to say goodbye; keep saying hello.
forced upon me, and you stand unbothered.
Honeymoon was at the centre of the universe.
that kept us apart?
Or is it madness that does?
rather consider who I will make smile today
skirting the fallen pieces of her heart, looking for answers.
and charming qualities, simply feel good.
I am here, smiling, laughing, loving, caring,crying, healing,and just breathing as I go.
Momentary, lingering smile. Quickening pulse. A delicious reminder of what I like.
passion and desire for discovery.
that we are worthy
of the other's love.
it was he, not the ocean, who calmed her spirit.
and she felt the sharp sting of cupid's bow.
that was consuming her from within.
Words used to describe me. Nice to get an unexpected, wonderful review.
she once more sealed her heart and put the dreams away.
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
choice, give yourself permission to choose better.
..this new phase began, pages turned in a chapter.
" I believe anything else is sheer insanity.
And if your hurt me, that's okay baby, only words bleed.
dreams I would sleep forever.
than what I am at this moment.
so he glued it with his tongue
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
that it'll soon be matched perfectly with another loving heart.
and find ourselves isolated in a silence within silence.
my story will have at last been told to you.