Twisted, Evil, Pain, Tortured, Dark .... - 12/26/2008 2:12:10 PM
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BitaTruble
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... something about those words bring up a delicious mental imagery. Lightness, fun, joy.. those are good but I don't react to them in the visceral, animalistic sort of way I do to the ones in the subject title. They don't get my juices flowing with frightened anticipation, they don't push my buttons and make me want to tear off my clothes and crawl to his feet begging for him to take my blood, mark my body, fuck with my mind or send me to hell and back burned beyond recognition. The days are short.. the nights are long and I love the long nights. It starts to get dark so early.. and I'm holding my breath. Not all of the time.. not even most of the time. But some of the time? Yes.. very much, yes. So many posts.. funny, ranting, whining, questions, relationships.. so just one to add to the fray that's simply thoughts on some of the things which I feel.. odd moments, flashes really, coming to the forefront on a cold night in Portugal.. so dark I can't see the ocean right now, quiet, still and I feel... blood thirsty.. and it's .. yummy.
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"Oh, so it's just like Rock, paper, scissors." He laughed. "You are the wisest woman I know."
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