remember how it felt when the lightning shook you?
and it’s these walls we’re left to tear down, these limits that appear unreachable. we go and we fight and we live everyday. we face ignorance, arrogance, pain, and rejection. we don’t hate the living because they’re alive, we hate the deceased for the rest that they earned. if pain had an objection would we stoop to deny it? or would we lay still in its arms, let it move over us, slowly, seductively. let it caress our body entirely, have its way with our god damned souls. for physical pain isn’t the worst element we will ever endure. and i think that once you’ve faced those demons, you know what it is to really be alive.
something special
I’ve realized something, something so consuming it’s turned into everything and anything and all that i am and i think all that you are too. i’ve never wanted to be loved or to have loved so fiercely, until i met you. everything about you, everything is so special and important, and god…just worth it. you’re thoughts, words, movements, decisions, actions, emotions, pain, life. i want to be there through it all, through anything. i want to see and feel the little details and hold them close because they all entwine and clutter to make up the most amazing human being i’ve ever been blessed to have met. you are so much more than just a boyfriend. you’ve become and taken a hold of me. i can’t imagine not seeing you’re beautiful face everyday, or kissing those luscious lips of yours with the most petite perfect little freckle in the middle. you’re brilliant eyes, with the slyest shade of hazel peeking through, or that smile, that smile like electricity that can ignite pure joy in my heart. you know, i love noticing you, everything about you, i could watch you for hours, listen to your stories for days, just be in your presence forever. you are constantly surprising and impressing and changing and entertaining and creating all that we have and are and i never want to miss a second. i can’t wait for the day i can call myself mrs. dominique storr, or the day when i can live out the most precious and beautiful dream i’ve ever had; laying in your arms, your hands on my pregnant belly, feeling, waiting for a kick. us all smiles and even though i know it was just a dream it still feels like so much more, it was one of the warmest, happiest moments of my life. but i can wait, and will gladly wait for us. everything that comes with that, the pain and disappointment, they’re all insignificant to the thought of your love. you’re the only one that has and ever will matter, and I love you jacob scott storr, with everything inside of me, and all i ask for in return is you.
Intimate activity intricately entwines the auric energies between two people. Sex creates a powerful exchange of auric energy between those involved. These connections and debris are left upon the aura for a long time because they are not easily cleansed or balanced. ‘Casual sex’ with a lot of people can entwine the energies of a lot of people into your own aura if they are not severed and cleansed. This type of cluttered aura can be felt by other people aware of the subtle energies.
The longer and more intimate the contact with another person, the more powerful the interactions of the auric fields become and the harder it is for these connections to untangle and leave.
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My mind is vast, and my body is willing.
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death becomes us
I think it’s more or less about living and dying. death becomes you, death becomes us. hedonistic values aint got shit to do with shit. we all want to be kissed, hugged, fucked, and spooned. these are our values. how to make it out of a shithole you call home and find something real. something that hurts and something that is more believable than santa claus. I dont want to take a heart for a heart, I want to keep all my eggs in one basket. I want to wake up with a grin knowing I had it all and will always have it all. but that never happens right? death becomes us all.
