At the moment when the road looks the harshest, and you think you cannot continue on that is when you relearn your first mode of transportation; you crawl. You dig your fingers into the dirt, and propel yourself forward with your toes, but you never give up. You’ve gotta learn to bend with the sway....
Writing is about allowing yourself to become a vessel of creativity. Writers are avatars of creation. We have tender hearts, and strong emotions. It’s hard not to when you have a million different people’s personalities playing out in your head.
No need to fret, pretty one. I hoped to catch you alone here
I’m a beautiful mess of contradiction,A chaotic display of imperfection.
Shake it off little girl, dry your tears, suck it up and face your fears.
I’m a chamaleon, ever-changing, always evolving, and eager for the next phase of metamorphosis. This is me, imperfections, inconsistencies, passion, and desires. I make myself happen, because if I didn’t you can be damned sure nobody else would.
Get up, and wipe your lip, Camille. It seems you are bleeding.
Sensuality is beautiful, and dominance and submission in the right context is a passionate art. A muse which ignites the flame of femininity, enrapturing both partners in complete euphoria, magnifying both the masculine and the feminine in one tantalizing unit.