DementedPancake

Flesh on cloth; the feeling of being overexposed, of being sheltered; of threat and uncertainty. The thudding in your heart causes your entire body to hum with electricity and adrenaline and desire - something you've never felt like this before. Fear deep in the pit of your stomach mixes with the scent of Want. This is what it is, what it must be, what you've been waiting for. Sweat, slick, and hair flung to the side and collars ripped, suddenly furious. Kisses on your neck, on your chest, on your navel, as you dance your fingertips over velevet skin that has never felt so soft; while your tongue laps up the pe

How did one go about professing their unyeilding love for another casually? Say, at about six o' clock, dinner time? Raven didn't think there was a simple answer to such question. It was so sudden, her feelings of passion. She was never able to feel such emotions before, never had been allowed. Friendship, love, and kindness were all frivolous things that weren't mandatory in one's life-that was her train of thought growing up. While other girls brushed the blonde-headed dolls in pink plastic houses and dreamt of marrying a handsome, tall man, Raven had been exiled from society. When not even your mother felt comfortable hugging you in priv

I think it's the rush. The pure, unadulterated fear and adrenaline; The excitement and passion, in the heat of the moment; The craving and needing, not for anything in particular; The wanting and lusting, especially after the taste of the night on your tongue; The heavy-breathing and desperation, unable to be contained; The smiles and tears, because there's so much to remember; The happiness and loneliness, because there's so much to forget; The feeling of Power - Power over your own destiny, over other people. It's the feeling that your life is important, and it does mean something; that you're writing the pages of your own life now

I say I am invincible because then I might believe it. I will build my castle tall and strong, and live with all my friends. I will love, and let the walls dissolve and when love is gone, I will stare at the emptiness. But I will rebuild the wall. I will stand tall and strong once more. I will never let love dissolve my walls again. Maybe if I say it enough, then I might believe it. I can be as invincible as my crystal castle.

Slept late, black eyes lined. Everyone notices, but no one cares enough to ask more than once. I'm fine with that; I don't want them to. Talking makes it worse, Makes it real. Reality is tedious enough - too normal, Too much like the day before. Monotony, that's what it is, and I can't stand it. It'll get better later, but what about now? Burn it all and cough it out; Swallow it down and spin on my axis. I am the world and the world is I. It won't fix anything, just amuse me for a short time, until there is someone something anything else to cling to. Attention, that's what I'm desperate for. So fill me up with your words a