Good write, Damian. There’s always that “Lord Of The Flys” affect when too many egos are involved. I’m glad you broke away.

Sometimes when we opt to bow out, we find amazing things. Where you go will always be determined by you that way. What they do? As my daughter would say, that’s a them problem. Fly, my friend!

I’ve been there. I know the animosity that grows over time slowly until it boils over. It’s very disappointing after it’s all over and done. It keeps going through your mind even years later. Good one, Damian.

Tremendous work, my friend.

We are always in a state of change. I’m trying to let go of past events. People may read a piece or two about enduring an horrific childhood but there comes a point to emerge as the survivor and not dwell on what can’t be changed.

That’s some fantastic venting. “Blame everyone not named you”. I been butting heads lately with someone like this.

Great ink.

Everyone Sux! Powerful write Damian.

As I’m new here and don’t know your story and I don’t know the background to your write here but I loved it’s raw energy the swearing 🤬 even and the emotion the regrets (if any )self doubt of your decision (probably not ) and the style so
When you gotta go you just gotta go ! A new chapter awaits you

Hi all good Thanks have a good day

Wow, that’s incredibly raw and honest. You really capture the intensity and eventual breaking point of that kind of toxic partnership. It’s great to hear your creativity has resurfaced– you definitely ended on the strongest note by realizing you decide when to bow out.

Don’t ya just know when enough is enough .. Well penned my friend .. 😎👍

Deeply lusty hues and shades. A feeling arises at reading; languidlust

Passionately penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

A firestorm of beauty and passion as I read and this unfolded. Tenderly written with exquisite attention to the encounter told both emotionally and physically in a dance. Loved reading this.

John

Hoi hoi
Hope this finds you well.

I’ve always thanked the forces, liberating us from the
Love
Love me do
You
Know
I love you
Tyranny.

Looking back his Bobness only went half way…
Beautiful writes like this one do the rest.
Thank you for writing and posting.
Kind regards, Gus

A tendering, trembling new love indeed. Everyone can relate to this piece. Wonderfully done, RPM! Into the list it goes!

You can beat a drum and an egg of course but you just can’t beat a nice bit of gentle well stated erotica .. Neville

Ooh, love that comment. Thanks a bunch!