Tits

I can dance in the shower with my tits swaying back and forth if I want to, and I can climb these god damn walls if I want to! didn't your mother ever tell you, rules, are meant to be broken? and if my soul is half-destroyed then there's nothing wrong with continuing to destroy … Continue reading Tits

wolf moon.

a howl and a growl as the hours go by, and the trees they all sway in the whisper of the night, the shadows they curve as they swerve when the wind passes through, enchanting, gasping, at the size of the wolf moon. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- carry bag,  leaves, they glide along water, and the droplets they … Continue reading wolf moon.