Oh yeah, harder...

Glad summer is almost returned, i had almost forgotten how much i absolutely love ice play.

Earlier today I was talking to a close friend about anal sex. Also, this damn rain is preventing lover and I from one one of our field excursions. Rain check.

In those times of purity, it was hard to tell where one ended and the other began.

Make that lovin’ last.

Tomorrow my sister is going to Europe for a year, and i am trying not to lose it.

Maybe it’s horomones… which are such a dangerous thing sometimes. I am just confused, by the thoughts in my head and the feelings i am getting from my own sanctuary right now… and the freedom feeling i miss, haven’t gotten in so long, but will catch a brief fleeting moment of every once in a while, as it may have been the one upside of being a damn gypsy. Guess i am just ultimately a creature of pride and habit. Nothing is new about me now. Once again i have no idea where i’m headed, all i know is i need to get back to my roots again.
Everything happens for a reason.

What did you want for breakfast?

Captures a feeling.

Disappointment.
And here i am again, alone and scared. It’s enough to make me realize that i haven’t come very far in life after all.

One of my favorites.

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