Battling an horrific double eye infection day 12.

morose feelings entertainmy sexuality tied to darknessstunningly beautiful, captivating my soulseducing my flesh, lust flashes and I cavea seduction of spiritquietly amusing me, while my thoughts are abusedin the thick of things I moantasting the aether and the need...

sinking deeper into despairmy heart coveth what it cannotit is with dread this admittancethe heart can be so ficklewhen it has set its sights on onea soul so very intelligent yet coldthe very idea of me fills him with...

I shall not forget the moment the light died. The glow of the candle pinched. The stout wick breathes out a fluttering string in defiance of death.   But it was time to die. It was time to breathe to death. What do we all think, When...