Pretty Lady


Hmm calling you ‘pretty lady’ makes me want to throw you down on the bed and….

Kiss you.. Kiss you down down down… Hear your sounds… Feel your body move in my hands… And love love love ya 🙂

I’d love you with my lips, my tongue, my hands, my body…my heart 🙂

Unknown's avatar

Published by: her mourning coffee

Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

Categories Confessions of a Catholic School GirlLeave a comment

Leave a comment