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The D Spot » The good witch
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The hidden place for great things. The spaces between us. Sweet like sugar and tasting. Like the insides of a sour candy after I’ve. Sucked all the tartness away. Holding onto me like warmth. Like the smoke from a fire that I smell. The next morning in my hair. I feel you breathe. I see what you see thru your eyes as they are. I hear what you hear and I listen closely to. The words left unsaid, the spaces. Between the words are where the real. I lie with you nightly, hearing the. Beat of your heart, the.
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The D Spot » cheating
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The hidden place for great things. I was watching a show that discussed emotional infidelity—having an ‘affair of the heart’ without necessarily moving to the physical level. The consensus was that an emotional affair is worse than a physical affair. (assuming one can split the two, of course). They said 97% percent of the women surveyed felt that an emotional affair would likely lead to a physical affair. So, I start to thinking (always dangerous)…. I suppose there is always therapy. But a therapist...
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The D Spot » Gluttony
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The hidden place for great things. Slave to my hormones. One minute I am soaring along on my tide of happy wishes and. Rays of light and the next its like. A tidal wave these hormones…. Controlling me and bringing me to my knees with. Don’t fucking talk to me when I feel like this because. I lose my ability to contain the truth. Don’t you dare say anything that can even be slightly construed. I will jump down your throat before you even draw breath. I sit and I stew and then get tangled up in. I’ll...
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The D Spot » cancer
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The hidden place for great things. Notes in the key of C (2002). I see you flying,. Hair tousled, smile on your face. You close your eyes as the wind brushes your eyelids. A peaceful look, no doubt. I hear you cheering as you. Nearly touch the sky. The stars reflecting in your smile. You wave at me. And my eyes fill with unwanted tears. As I raise my hand in response. Someday you will wave goodbye. What blessing is there in knowing how it will happen. When you finally do touch the sky. Until we have to f...
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The D Spot » Bella
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The hidden place for great things. Twilight—somewhat of a review. So today I took my 14 year old daughter to see Twilight. She has read all the books at least 3 times and this is the 3rd time she has seen the movie in as many days. I tried to be objective. Really I did. I have a hard time with suspension of disbelief when it comes to movies. Part of that is a defense mechanism I learned as a child–scary movies aren’t too scary if you can spot the cinematographic (is that a word? Shit, I bet there are a l...
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The D Spot » The bad witch
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The hidden place for great things. The spaces between us. Sweet like sugar and tasting. Like the insides of a sour candy after I’ve. Sucked all the tartness away. Holding onto me like warmth. Like the smoke from a fire that I smell. The next morning in my hair. I feel you breathe. I see what you see thru your eyes as they are. I hear what you hear and I listen closely to. The words left unsaid, the spaces. Between the words are where the real. I lie with you nightly, hearing the. Beat of your heart, the.
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The D Spot » Wrath
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The hidden place for great things. I might be getting stalked by a crazy ex of my mother…. What makes this guy think that I want to help him? In that line, what the hell made him go up to my father in the store to ask for my mother’s contact info to begin with? 8220;Hey there, sorry about all those times I f* * * your wife during your marriage and hey, I know she left you for me but bygones are bygones. By the way, I’ve wanted to reconnect with her, do you have her number? And the Creep writes back about...
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The D Spot » Envy
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The hidden place for great things. So this is a real shame when I am all dressed up showered, powdered, lotioned, made up, blown dry with red hot-mama nail polish on and some sparkly jewelry……. Just to go buy the damn cat food. Ever so much older than 18. Well the dreams have nearly stopped. Im back to dreaming of symbols and signs. And random acts of weirdness. No more waking breathless. With need and anticipation. No more mooning around and wondering. 8216;what if’. Its sad, sometimes, being a grownup.
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The D Spot » fear
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The hidden place for great things. I think it really is true that the unknown is worse than the known. If you can see what casts the shadow,. You can at least adjust the angle of the light. Too many lurking variables. Without enough random chance (to steal a phrase). And where am I left but surfing the net. Looking for answers without any proof. And hoping for miracles just in case its true. Even a goddess has nightmares. Lay me in the soft grass. Worship at my feet. Show me the stars in your eyes, man.
