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sexual disruption. faces painted with emotions of disgust and pleasure simultaneously. i'm looking to the sky with an open mind amidst the black gravel sand at my feet and the piercing sun at my eyes sans sunglasses. i want some sugary sweet candy, i want to lick lollipops and twirl my tongue around swirling ice cream cones, letting the vanilla flavors drip off my chin. i want to run my hands all over a furry blanket, writhing on a moist mattress, while voyeurs scream invecting obscenities at...

sharing soulful subtleties amid, among and around vivaciously vamped via vernacular entities enrobed everlastingly exudingly making my misery everlasting ........................... shaded beneath the misery of his sea, clad from the floating remnants of shattered dreams and algae drenched desires, appeared a transluscent twinkle. memories of a decent past, are drowned in the horror of habitual madness. he raised himself from the barnacled chains of his past, and rose out of the water, to let...

it's more potent and sexual than two gay men grinding against each other up against a dirty bathroom wall in a dark restroom, with their pants around their ankles and their cocaine-powdered hundred dollar bills crumpled up in their hands. it is more rageful than a father who has just learned that his 18 year old daughter was impregnated by his 43 year old co-worker, as she stands there with her ripped jeans and the invisble hand prints all over her body, with his cum stains still on her shirt...

i wanted to engage. shy, intelligent, naive. i wanted to engage. powerful, simple, direct. i wanted to engage. i was eager to find out. secrets, stories, situations. i was eager to find out. desires, morals, ambitions. i was eager to find out. i engaged, i found out. i was eager, and i accomplished. my questions and kindness spun around your vague life, and i encircled everything for who you were, and swept your proverbial skeletons back into the closet. i looked past your meticulous web of l...

sitting outside, i glaze my eyes upon the world. the sky is full of striking pigments. such beauty, starting from a pale, baby blue, it evolves into a pallete of crimson and yellow swirls. a symphony of noises ... it is nature. nature - mother nature we might say. her powers to make the days come and go, the tide to rise and fall, the moon and the sun - to dance in the sky. something so simple and so divine that is often taken for granted. material things fill the void in our lives, rather th...