“every christmas she’s haunted by demons who tell her they love her”
she crawled back under covers. with a mind lost in the drifts of marijuana and jagermesiter. her body felt good. drowsy in that way that says im going to cuddle up with a pillow and make sweet passionate love to my blanket tonight. and yet there was a wondering. what fixes it? one last cigarette. theres a 19 year old questioning of comfort, of fullness, of content. is this okay?
is it okay to have open arms in the face of love? is it okay to accept? okay to die for what your passionate about. okay to love what you love despite the teachings of family members and church and childhood precedents. while there was confidence in the opinions placed in her heart she had an uncertainty about herself.
she met a man who loved a woman for ten years. passionate love. yet they did not want to wed. purely because they had love and were petrified to destroy it by a marital high pressure commitment. in her mind it was the love she desired. non-monogamous, passion filled beautiful love. screaming with anger, long filled hurt, desire, adoration and pure adulterated lifestyle. she loved the beauty. and she had her own version of desire. fake, and self centered. but love.
LOVE LOVE LOVE.
served up on divided trays with vegan food and music.
“every christmas she’s haunted by demons who tell her they love her”
she crawled back under covers. with a mind lost in the drifts of marijuana and jagermesiter. her body felt good. drowsy in that way that says im going to cuddle up with a pillow and make sweet passionate love to my blanket tonight. and yet there was a wondering. what fixes it? one last cigarette. theres a 19 year old questioning of comfort, of fullness, of content. is this okay?
is it okay to have open arms in the face of love? is it okay to accept? okay to die for what your passionate about. okay to love what you love despite the teachings of family members and church and childhood precedents. while there was confidence in the opinions placed in her heart she had an uncertainty about herself.
she met a man who loved a woman for ten years. passionate love. yet they did not want to wed. purely because they had love and were petrified to destroy it by a marital high pressure commitment. in her mind it was the love she desired. non-monogamous, passion filled beautiful love. screaming with anger, long filled hurt, desire, adoration and pure adulterated lifestyle. she loved the beauty. and she had her own version of desire. fake, and self centered. but love.
LOVE LOVE LOVE.
served up on divided trays with vegan food and music.
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