January 2010
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She lay on her back brown, blue and motionless. Her dress was pulled down and pushed up, meeting in a dark blue scrunch around her waist. She had one lazy nipple that looked down and to the right, the other one seemed to follow me about the room.
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Sitting next to her, after I knew she was finally gone was not the emotional climax I had expected. In fact I was disappointed and embarrassed that i didn’t cry. But how could I? She was still there, unchanged except for a new look in here eyes. A look that stared through walls and time.
Organizational details went through my mind. I had lost everything I loved, but the only thing to...
Yet must I think less wildly: I have thought Too long and darkly, till my brain became, In its own eddy boiling and o’erwrought, A whirling gulf of phantasy and flame:
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Probably posted this before.
Update: PB Shelley took Mary’s virginity on the tombstone of Mary’s dearly departed mother. Those romantics knew how to roll.
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“You don’t have to be overly macho. You don’t have to be over-complimentary. Gain her respect. And that’s treating her as an equal. Don’t bullshit her. Treat her as a human being. Treat her as you would treat yourself. As soon as you have that respect from her, she’ll treat you with the same respect that you show. Then you fuck the shit out of her.” - John Curtis Holmes
"Don't get lost in that Alaskan wilderness,"...
magicmolly:
Popular young adult novels are always direct reflections of the wishes of their readers, and indirect reflections of their readers’ urges. (You could argue that the novels dictate these things rather than answer them, but I don’t think that’s at all true.)
Based on yesterday’s speed-reading of The Mystery At Devil’s Paw here’s what literate young boys in 1959 wished:
•To sleuth
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waaayward asked: What are you studying at the AA?
Bipolar ambigamy: On not admitting you're sending... →
psychotherapy:
Life is sweet; life is dangerous. You have to be positive; you have to be careful. Love makes the world go round; people are scary. I’m an ambigamist not just about embracing a partner but every aspect of life. I watch myself and everyone I know wrestle with the tension between open and closed, romance and skepticism, faith and reason, confidence and doubt, tenderness and...