I do not know what to do with the emotions inside me. I do not know how to be this close to someone and still hold on to myself.
And I dare to believe that it really is. I dare to bet on us again.
I’ve always known we were two puzzle pieces that fit together in a hollow that is our pain. There was a time when I was certain we were too damaged not to destroy each other. Now I think we are saving each other.
I think it’s the whole ‘bad boy who’s so good but destined to break your heart’ fantasy. Which doesn’t sound like much of a fantasy when you put the broken heart part in the picture, but it is. It so is.
I just gave you permission to fuck me, but be clear: I’m not another notch on your belt. You’re a notch on mine.
Baby, I held back today to let you get over all you’ve been through. But don’t let that mislead you. You wouldn’t be here if I planned on protecting you from me.
She’s right, and yet my blood pumps faster, just thinking about having her naked and willingly at my mercy. I can’t help but think she’s exactly what I need: a challenge. And how sweet her submission would be, because I’d really earned it.
My head drops back and I have a fleeting out-of-body moment where I see myself in the window, my hands tied above my head with my legs wrapped around the neck of Chris Merit, while he does delicious things to my body.
The art does not always mimic the artist. You never know the real person until you slide beneath their surface
I like to think I’m not stupid often, tonight proves that when I am, I do it in a big way.
If you’re worried I’ll bite, I promise to tell you first.
Who says I have rules?” She waves off my question. “Oh, please. You have so many rules, your rules have rules.