 Blog PostsFriends  | Blogⓡⓔⓛⓤⓒⓣⓐⓝⓣⓛⓨ ⓒⓡⓞⓤⓒⓗⓔⓓ ⓐⓣ ⓣⓗⓔ ⓢⓣⓐⓡⓣⓘⓝⓖ ⓛⓘⓝⓔshe's all alone in her time of need... t minus zeroi will wade outtill my thighs are steeped in burning flowers i will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air alive with closed eyes e. e. cummings  freedom"When she's abandoned her moral center and teachings...when she's cast aside her façade of propriety and lady-like demeanor...when I have so corrupted this fragile thing and brought out a writhing, mewling, bucking, wanton whore for my enjoyment and pleasure.....enticing from within this feral lioness...growling and scratching and biting...taking everything I dish out to her.....at that moment she is never more beautiful to me. ”Marquis de Sade  slippery when...wet reversed&rehearsedshe had blue skin,and so did he. he kept it hid and so did she. they searched for blue their whole life through, they past right by-- and never knew.  folie à plusiers"...throw roses into the abyss and say" 'here is to the monster who didn't succeed in swallowing me alive.'" -Nietzsche zemblanitymelancholy is the happiness of being sad. ~v. hugo ...moths to a flame'the realization life is absurd cannot be an end, but only a beginning.' ~albert camus voluptuaryi desire the things which will destroy me in the end. ~S. Plath |
