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Please Let Me

Unchain me Release me from the prison of my own making Let me feel your anger, The sting of you lashes, the snap of your whip Please   Unbind me Release the ties that hold me back from my own desires Let me taste your strain. Scorch me with the heat of your skin. Please... Continue Reading →

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A Symphony of Pleasure & Pain

I'm pretty open in my vanilla life about my not so vanilla extra-curriculars. It's kinda hard not to be when your friends have this odd fascination with smacking your ass, walking into your room when the door is closed and scrolling through your phone and coincidentally your photo gallery (thank you photo locker for existing... Continue Reading →

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Uncaged

You cage me with your words, Held me captive like a butterfly. But the beauty of it was only meant to last for a few weeks. You tried to stop my dance, Controlling every half step and beat. But the music was always in my heart. Your hands, once sweet and gentle Even in the most... Continue Reading →

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Dinner with the Inks

Papa_Ink: Dinner was good S1: (sarcastically) I couldn't tell Papa_Ink: (indignantly) I ate just as much as you did S1: No freaking way I had 1 piece of lasagna S2: Pa, you ate seconds   * Papa_Ink shrugs and walks away from table *    Papa_Ink: You gonna eat that last piece of bread  ... Continue Reading →

Picky little things

I was out shopping with my sister @mystiink today for our new fall semester. I injured myself again because I'm a clumsy mess but nothing serious so, VICTORY! Anyway, we do this shopping thing for every big semester in the year, fall is usually our most hectic one. it’s a silly little tradition where we... Continue Reading →

Newsflash

There is no time limit or expiration date for healing. It is not a gallon of milk that has a use by date stamped onto the side of it. There is no right and wrong when it comes to time. There is no perfect guideline on how to steer that particular boat. Trauma and the... Continue Reading →

The bitchiness took over…

So, I’ve come to realize that a sick me is **NOT** very nice. My bad…. Seriously. When my immune system inevitably fails me and I catch whatever bug that plans to make me bedridden for however long it sees fit I get all sorts of bitchy. 85% of the time, I’m a snarky sweetheart but... Continue Reading →

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