When I can't pray, I hope -There's someone out there with warm memories of me,Thinking good thoughts, speaking good thingsDreaming sweet dreams about me.When I can't pray, I hope -There's someone out there falling in love with the same moonAnd in her phases she grows and becomes fullIn her brokeness, in the darkness, with a... Continue Reading →
...seeing as Dylan had escaped her mind as soon as Shade's full breasts caught her attention. How was anyone supposed to maintain their cool and composure in the presence of Shade anyway? She nervously wondered as she observed her from the corner of her eye, towering above her like an Amazon warrior. How was anyone really supposed to measure up to her?
Open your eyes
And you will see
It's
All
In
You
Enough
The case of a good girl gone bad.
All I know is life
On some days
I can taste you on my lips
When I say out my name
How thought it would always be you and I,
And for a moment
My heart skips a beat
And I forget to breath...
I believed in my dream and in myself.
For the most part, whenever I was in that creative zone, in my element, I ceased being just the weird girl in the corner and I morphed into something more, something weirder – a goddess.
Writing about sex and getting paid to do it
Where the lines of fantasy and reality blur…
Purely curvy & delightfully voluptuous
Conjured by Sarah Doughty
Musings of an alcoholic writer
Inside the Muse's Purse 