if he exists..
i like to wonder
wonder off to a place where 'we' is a reality.
where struggles dissolve, and pain, numb.
where trees whisper, and thoughts fly.
where you and i can escape.
where our kisses are silent, but our minds loud.
our hearts committed, and our...
i can feel it. my nerve cells are jangling. i can see the lines of dancing code. it pops through the invisible membrane for barely an instant then vanishes. but it's too late, i've seen it, i know it's there. it's all so clear, so obscene in its naked truth. green rain. why am i...
I just logged in on EP. I read nothing but boring posts such as this one. EP just isn't the same anymore. Better posting rule that allowed for decent posts. Now that it's almost to the point where simple clean post aren't ok but some of the sick daddy daughter breast feeding...
I thought She was mine, but I was the one who was claimed.
Before I could touch Her flesh, She learnt my traits,
I was so sure She was tied, but I was the one bound.
Ignoring the human, She saw the beast,
She was on leash, and I was Her feast.
Before I could see, The Siren...
absurd things on this site! I find that it is interesting to see what people post without judging to a point. Some of it is about role play, but when I see the age group is a teen? Hello! Red flags!
And if you are a teen posting this kind of stuff, where are your parents while...
pushes and pulls through me.
Leverage gained, she has become indifferent from the rest.
Laughing haunts through winter trees, a wicked symphony at play.
She, a homeless wind, offered no quarter...left, only to return.
because the types of things I'm seeing posted by teenagers is truly disturbing...
- Wtf is up with some of the desperation? I like reading some of this stuff, but some is just downright sad.
- No...just for future reference, I don't want to sit on your face.
- I do appreciate...
if I told her I love her.
At least once a day.
Today I thought; "Maybe she would think I'm just joking?" and almost said that I have been in love with her for like 3 years.
Oh, how would it feel to tell her? And be taken seriously?
I want to be with her so badly
I want to...
Each over lapping, unrestrained by rules.
I paint your loss and times well spent. I paint the feeling of a warm sun. I paint the cold of darkness that you can't see.
I am a blind man, painting with described colors.
I'll take care of you when you're sick. I'll cuddle you when you're cold. I'll tell you funny stories when you're sad. If you need to b!tCh, I'll listen & b!tCh with you. I'll cook for you. I'll sing to you when we're on our long drives & on the phone. If you want to go...
victims of domestic violence.They keep quiet for various reasons-children being one.If this is the plight of accomplished women ,then what about ordinary women.I don't think this is restricted to any particular country or race.
IIlusions are no longer for me, I am now present and accounted for.
I have a wonderful life to live and I'm going to damn well live it now.
Those who want to join in this dance please feel free, otherwise
get off the dance floor.
The land next to me covered in deep melting snow. The edges of the sidewalk exposed with brown mud and yellow grass. Just the large space and openness of the area calms me. But not the fact that the building I am about to enter is nearing. I suppose I am tired, I suppose I...