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...

Get up, and wipe your lip, Camille. It seems you are bleeding.

Dreams are the things which we conceive, and we can achieve them if only we would believe.

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...

Very few people have the nerve to grab their dreams. Most that you meet will be half-images or carbon copies of who they really want to be.

A fiery little cat you are, Caecelia. Like a lioness in heat, oh how you bloom.

There is a thin line between confidence, and arrogance. Sadly those people who have no confidence often confuse the two when confronted with a person who possesses belief in themselves.

Ah, does my princess now want what I offer?

One day I decided that existing simply did not work for me, and that was when I began to live.

Keep the guests company, and mind your asses! Stay out of the hall before my chamber!

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,...

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...

I’ve found that one of the most important things in life is to learn how to forgive yourself.

No need to fret, pretty one. I hoped to catch you alone here

Let the warning of the tyrants of the past be recognized for it shall be the same one ringing out when the tyrants of the present are unleashed.

We all have our demons, I just happen to exorcise mine by writing them out.

Oh, was that what you meant? I figured you were speaking of your manner of whoring. I should have known you were wanting to fuck me too.

I know, darling. Your body speaks to me in ways your mouth would never agree to confessing.