Labels. I hate them. With a burning intensity I hate them. Why do we feel it necessary to label everything? Everyone? I don’t care if you have a degree or you were in a relationship with someone that hurt you so now you are an expert…. you can not smear the words ‘narcissist’ and the … More Oh My.. *Gasp* .. a Narcissist…
Please, don’t speak. You don’t lie well, ’tis truth I seek. You have none. Not even in small change. Allow me to horizonalize your perpendicularity – iron out the arrogance that you fail to hide. Pride that you wear with a crooked smile. Take one last gaze into your gold framed reflection. I am going … More Dismantle.
You can sleep naked. I don’t mind. Like, at all. Naked. Yeah 🙂
You hold the messenger of death hostage, close to your chest, against your pale skin. When there is a knock at the door, you’ve the leverage to stop him coming in.
Tie me to a post, and set me on fire. I am worn with being told I find it easy to walk away from people, places and things. I am heart sore that you know me so little to think that I do any leaving behind with flippant ease. It is not about you, as … More Self Preservation
Look at me, in a way that makes me feel like you have ripped out my secrets and stored the bloody pieces in your pockets, proudly and with the intention of making them yours too. Touch me, in a way that makes me lean in, with out thinking. That makes me inhale you, like a … More Don’t Fall
I am not afraid of the dark. The most intimate of pains have tortured my mind, have been in the murky corners where no winged creature would ever stoop to go. There was no rescue attempt. No intervention, for my soul. Just the slow and sure adjustment. Branded and left behind, and the sound of … More Dark
My boy. I love this cat. He saved my life after I saved his… I took him in because my blue eyed brother begged me to – not because I even liked warm blooded things. I had a Boa Constrictor who I was rather attached to, who thanks to Marley having staring contests with it … More Marley
If wishing on stars made any sense, and there was any truth to it. I would wish with all my twisted words to have been born in an era, like Viking times, where all that was required of me was to have a rocking hair do, have sex daily, and the bonus:- If you don’t … More Just a Thought