I crave bad things; things beyond what the eyes can see. I cave into the negative force of the enemy,And I will convince myself I don't carewhile putt..
A poem dealing with the struggles of a M/s relationship in BDSM, regular love, or you can view it through any prism you'd like. It could be about bipo..
There's just nothing that gets me higher, makes me feel more alive, or lights the fire in me more than feeling like I'm about to just all out lose my ..
I am breaking the locks around my emotions. Intoxicated and aroused, I struggle to still protect myself somehow. Wanting that connection but knowing h..