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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@fannypeepot
The Haunting of his Cl aim
Play dead my fragile heart as you try to beat within me again and have yourself a care as I tremble so scared that I am forced to weep to this feeling and to the gratefulness of aching to accept. Play death my deadness of lust and do not even for me awake but instead have pity while you have your way of assassinating what is left of my being and my shame. Play with thyself death and let me forever rest.
Warehouse 21 making a delivery.
Davi - Forbidden City | Bedrock Records
this song is like his prose.
I often thought we both gave exactly what we wanted and for the most part it was a perfect world, well, at least for me. I have managed to even find one prose while I went through our every email.
The Meet beneath the Rainstorm
lol..It's raining on the truck when the parleys are my tears when my eyes are betwitched and dilly dally are the raindrops..
He wants to pull me closer and I wanna be clumbsy falling into Him a touch for a touch… a stumbling bump for a poke we dance, I giggle and we sing..
flashed in etereal moonlight.. I had asked is it lightening… He admits he's gonna get wet..
planning our first meal making a playlist the cozy couch of stares where we size(He sizes me up)each other up a corrected unravel(he intenses me rape) or a Beaudalare way we have ached in such lust an awaited feast
(sincerely. Beaudalare and his beast)
Pain is my love that will love you forever and sincerely, I thank you for that.
signed,
Your cl aim
Happy Birthday to us my Prince of Darkness, to my Beloved Beaudalare and to the best prose writer I have ever met and known.
always, always,
Aislin
Dearth
To wake feeling like a fine Miss Fanny Peepot…
So, this is my quiet moment before the noise is seen and if I have ever loved you, I am sure I continue too,
Merry Holidays and more to cum.
"Peeping Tom" of course this was me exploring Second Life and as always, I love taking pictures.
I can only ask where Clyde is.
And so, I lost two puppies inside the house and thought it was best to get a little bear instead.
THEY DIE - OUR BLOOD (clubbing mix)
lol... it used to be your name I spelled wrongly and today it is the word, "discovered."
Black Cat by LONDON AFTER MIDNIGHT [with lyrics]
Alessandro Martire - Breath (Mathame Remix)
lol... he said, he ain't no "GrannyPa."
Is it welling, swelting yet, it is verily, weeping that my eyes do, and the paused fallen tears feel utterly, intense when I ache, when, I need, when, I simply think of him like right now my belly is sincerely, nervous, I want to scream, I want to yell, please, this hurts me, I can't breathe and yet, I love every moment of feeling like this.
I am so aroused, I am so stupid, I am so fucking dumb, why, why, why I will often ask myself and so many please God I just want to be normal I say then, I end up going home and I am so spaced.
Wondering still. Is it even possible, well, I feel so offed in my own head, my heart races and I find myself forgetting to breathe
Mentally, I stalk him. Yet, I know he is somewhere waiting and stalking me and yes, in silence there I am weeping and hating myself for not screaming.
My senses are like the world, but I am on this higher alert and somehow, I am his guided missile aching to squirt and without even touching myself.
I remember a moment last night when I whispered, more pain more pain Oppa, please and without saying the words.
He is evil, He is mean and when I am with him, I laugh, I giggle and to him I could only explain, the pressure felt extremely deep and underneath, my tummy, it seemed.
He is this downpour of rain and me I am without an umbrella.
My real life where the sun burned its heated light for what seemed like forever and then there is my Second Life where maybe and finally, I have myself a hobby.
lol...
I swear my life is at this limbo bimbo and simply because I need to figure out about my what is next. I am living sincerely, my best ever life but at the same time I am utterly, stagnant.
anyway, when it's time shit will do its release as it's been that long since being myself fucked into my ass.
And before this ends up being a rant I shall myself say, good, sweet night.
signed, sincerely,
I will always be her.
