One theme per page. This theme? Women 💛 Will post finished copy later on.
She sat at the diner, waiting on his return. He was supposed to meet her at 12:00, and was already 15 minutes late. Her knees were crossed, but shaking the table as her toes tapped inpatiently. "Was he even coming?" she wondered. The café had felt relaxed, up until 12:00 hit. Then the aroma in… Continue reading The wait….
His touch doesn't feel the same that it once did. It used to feel warm and comforting. He used to entangle his fingers through her, and she would have a sigh of relief knowing she is safe. He used to give her sweet kisses on the cheek, and that was all she needed to make… Continue reading His touch has changed…
It isnt that she didnt love him, its that she had a love for the world that held a tight grip on her soul. She was a gypsy to this life, and her soul was a wild and uncontrollable ball of passion that could not be tamed, even by her.
Growing up, she listened to words, paid attention to actions, but always trusted how she felt. Her instincts have never led her wrong, which is how she knew someone was watching out for her from up. If she did as she pleased, or as she wished, she would feel her energy drain because she was… Continue reading How does it feel…
I write a lot, but have been working hard to start drawing and taking pictures more often. Recently I did a painting for my dad, and I had not painted in probably 8 years. However, it was still one of the best paintings I have done, and even he agrees. On top of this, I… Continue reading Some Future Creations
When i put my anxietys aside And focused my mind on what i wanted to be Everything fell into place. If your mind goes there, your body will follow❤
He looked her deep in her eyes, His filled with passion and lust. "Are you all mine?" He asked softly As he sat inside of her, slowly stroking. She could not say a word. She looked him deep in his eyes, Hers filled with pain that she felt for him. "I can not say" she… Continue reading Sex talk
Something about her soul captivated them and drew them to her. She didnt understand what was so mystical about her soul. She loved to love, loved to connect with other human beings. She hated to hurt them. She hated to see them hurt. She could never be what they wanted her to. She was a… Continue reading Rainy days never hurt so good
"Something about this land is mystical. It keeps everyone who is from hear in a love hate relationship with the land itself. There is so much beauty in the land that transfers to the people. There is also a lot of hate in this land, that transfers to certain souls. Whether you have a naturally… Continue reading Swampland