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Ordinary life does not interest me ~ Anais Nin

I ran across the midnight hues Pulling in deliverance Seduction in stillnesss Tip toeing toward you Dripping from the seeds You sow Let me taste desires Long forgotten Sacred below Lost in your arms I fold in a little nigher Tongues sweep across the edge Composure unravels…

Said tits…

Finally, the algo shows me an ad I want to see 🫠 🔥

Tail....

I didn’t know I needed a black laundry room until today. 🖤

Come for the tits, stay for the existential dread.

Running on the wheel. Fast frantic, desperate getting nowhere. I claw at my skin, my hair, the scuffed paint on the walls, S C R E A M at the voices in my head. And for a moment, I’m not stuck but then I’m back running on the damn wheel again…

♠️

she comforts me even when she doesn't show it igniting unconscious desire we both encounter holed up close to the raging fire as the cool night winds shuffle in

Some nights my heart thunders loud, Some nights it whispers soft like the breeze through magnolia leaves. And some nights it’s so quiet only I can hear its steady barely-there beat.

I won’t share my M&Ms with you. But I will share my early evening, extra white fluffy clouds with you.

📍

The smell of rain, just before it falls.