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Pain
pain be strong, no cure for love, for pain we thirst, chained to the wall, sleeping black hurst, no big or small, alert let it flow, no one knows where we go, compassionate, sensitive touch, makes you sexy, it can never be to rough, to be spanked, nipples clamped tight, hands chained,
no fight,
pain own’s beauty, slave in you, be with it, don’t run away, don't react, want it, difficulty will pass, choose your device, cock rings, strap on, latex, naked to pain, suffering goes away at once, cross the line, do not desire compassion, misery is bliss, like children we play with our toys, it is going to happen, we know who we are, wanting secrecy, from self
no fight,
pain own’s beauty, slave in you, be with it, don’t run away, don't react, want it, difficulty will pass, choose your device, cock rings, strap on, latex, naked to pain, suffering goes away at once, cross the line, do not desire compassion, misery is bliss, like children we play with our toys, it is going to happen, we know who we are, wanting secrecy, from self
Published 17th Jun 2019
| Edited 30th Jun 2019
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17th Jun 2019 1:30pm
17th Jun 2019 3:00pm
It was raining when I arrived at work this morning at 7am.
I was feeling somewhat vulnerable & sleep deprived, and it was raining too hard to make a dash to my building without becoming soggy & wet; drenched.
So. I sat in my car with my coffee for almost 20 mins, and after hearing a song; completely broke down, and cried for 15 of those 20 minutes.
There’s no fucking cure for that kinda pain at that time in the morning when you realise you’re alone, and somewhat stuck in a moment of fragility !
Sighs.
I was feeling somewhat vulnerable & sleep deprived, and it was raining too hard to make a dash to my building without becoming soggy & wet; drenched.
So. I sat in my car with my coffee for almost 20 mins, and after hearing a song; completely broke down, and cried for 15 of those 20 minutes.
There’s no fucking cure for that kinda pain at that time in the morning when you realise you’re alone, and somewhat stuck in a moment of fragility !
Sighs.
