More than just existence

This blog is NSFW and not for under 18.  If you are following me and have a blank blog I will assume you are no longer on here or, under 18 and you will be blocked. Please let me know if I have posted something that is exclusively yours as most of my posts are things that catch my fancy from the web and I do not claim rights to them. ....................... Just your kinky,40-something submissive "girl next door" that loves life, love, literature and all things sexy. Please feel free to come visit me at my softer, more warm and fuzzy blog at : http://asliceofvanilla.tumblr.com/

[sexyher]

[darkmekare]

I knew that what was left of me would always love you, but never in quite the same way.

_F. Scott Fitzgerald

[rxcknrxlla]

[darkmekare]

Nothing can bring you peace but yourself

_Ralph Waldo Emerson

[m-a-r-t-i-n-e-l-i-deactivated20]

[darkmekare]

Above all else, it is about leaving a mark that I existed: I was here. I was hungry. I was defeated. I was happy. I was sad. I was in love. I was afraid. I was hopeful. I had an idea and I had a good purpose...

_Felix Gonzalez-Torres

[eroticasensualis]

[darkmekare]

I want to possess her only in her freedom.

_Søren Kierkegaard

[degenerate-lowlife-3]

[darkmekare]

She holds her head as high as if she were beautiful, and holds her body as if she were strong

_Michel Faber

[darkmekare]

If you saw me, perhaps you would fear me, perhaps adore me, but all I ask of you is to love me. I would rather you would love me as an equal than adore me as a god."

_cupid

[un-singe-en-hiver-deactivated20]

[darkmekare]

darkmekare

In her guts a woman knows there is a deadliness in being the too-sweet self for too long.

_Clarissa Pinkola Estés

[m-a-r-t-i-n-e-l-i-deactivated20]

[darkmekare]

Above all else, it is about leaving a mark that I existed: I was here. I was hungry. I was defeated. I was happy. I was sad. I was in love. I was afraid. I was hopeful. I had an idea and I had a good purpose...

_Felix Gonzalez-Torres

[nychts]

(by Menerva Tau)

[darkmekare]

glantine In dusty velvets clad usurp the bed And woodland empery, and when the lingering rose hath shed

_Oscar wilde

[eroticasensualis]

[darkmekare]

A rage of weather is tethered to my ribs, held by a soulful feather, silent as a dead foe. It will totter to tatters but always get better, but always gets wetter. It is a feather that irks the ribs, bothers the heart, lures the throat to a close, and sucks damp air from between my fettered ears. It is a feather that can never untether this rage in my head or else it would burn, burn, burn to a crisp

_Oona Griffin

[19al-charme61]

[darkmekare]

I'm a pretty little thing, Always coming with the spring; In the meadows green I'm found, Peeping just above the ground, And my stalk is cover'd flat With a white and yellow hat.

_Ann Taylor

[wounderful-chaos]

[darkmekare]

Here’s to all the places we went. And here’s to all the places we’ll go. And here’s to me, whispering again and again and again and again: I love you.

_John Green

[while-i-kiss-the-sky]

[darkmekare]

Be like a tree. Stay grounded. Connect with your roots. Turn over a new leaf. Bend before you break. Enjoy your unique natural beauty. Keep growing.”

_Joanne Raptis

[degenerate-lowlife-3]

[darkmekare]

She holds her head as high as if she were beautiful, and holds her body as if she were strong

_Michel Faber

[dark-strangers-art]

She asked: When?

He said: Now!

she : why ?

He : Do I need a reason ?

She: NO !

~Dark Stranger

[858-614-258]

C'est dans mon âme que Vous écrivez Maître

[darkmekare]

Ink on the Skin, White like Paper. I am my writing, The corners taper. My poems I read, Then soon become. Sharing the thoughts, I'm trying to overcome. These words I write, Share a story. Even if they don't understand, And all they speak is derogatory. Ink on the skin, Sinking in, I live for these words, Standing for the appellation of sin.

_Naturdrowning

[darkmekare]

Fuck More, Complain Less