It’s warm tonight. Bare feet against the heated pavement. I love watching the sunset from the third floor. Nothing but a t-shirt that barely covers my breast and cheeky boy shorts on this evening. Maybe a few stars joining in on this show. I feel good. I feel full. I feel sexy again. And it’s… Read More Diary entry:10/9/17
Perfectly polished rose gold glitter nails against the erected darkened flesh is, without a doubt, something to marvel at. Reflecting candlelight from around the room, the skin dances in delight. Soft colors of pink,blue, hints of yellow created by the flickering light cascading downward to where true desire lies. The position of hunger sets heavily… Read More Diary entry: 8/25/17
model: Eliana Oritz – photography: Miguel Pena – styling: Clau Rojas – hair & makeup: George Romero – art director: Juliet Vasquez Compliments to the chef. I’m normally very mindful of my dining etiquette. I attended etiquette class every Saturday, extensively. No elbows on the table, small bites and so forth. Very prim. Very proper.… Read More Diary entry: 9/1/17
Source: @brendanforbes-blog Model: @therealnarayambrosio Fresh soil feels like silk between fingers. The richness against the flesh, did you know how many nutrients are in fresh soil? The minerals, I mean, soil from the earth. What we use to create life. Where we plant seeds and nurture the ground. On hands and knees, we speak through… Read More Diary entry: 4/13/17
Artist:Katie Dutch @kitscheart, “Left Behind I need to stop. I’m having daydreams of whipped creams and redness. I have a lot of things to do today and the last thing I need are more distractions. But I can’t stop. Tell me you feel the same. Tell me you don’t wanna stop. Don’t make me beg.… Read More Diary entry: 6/28/17
I am not sure when the sun will come out again but this weather definitely makes you want to stay in bed. Roll around the empty bed, stretching. Smiling. Thinking about ways to call out of work. Maybe not call out just call to say I’m going to be late. Just to enjoy the thunderstorm… Read More Diary entry: 7/2/17
It’s overflowing, constantly. Each intensifying thought of clenched hands and the vibrations of your name leaving my lips. There are so many other things I would rather be doing in this current moment. But I am being held captive at the mere thought of the taste of your lips. I just want to feel your… Read More Diary entry: 6/2/17
Sometimes I wish things were different. I really do. But how else do you expect me to survive? Right now, I have everything I want. Love. Sex. What more could a woman want? What more could a woman need? I’ll tell you a secret. Two worlds that can’t combine will never be enough for a… Read More Diary entry: 7/6/17
It’s almost punishing to stop. The best of me is unlocked through you. The combinations of complexions and lips. Have I told you how much I adore your lips? Sweetheart I’m not ready to say goodbye…. I need to see you again If you enjoyed, please share:
The intensity that rushes over me in the form of two syllables is everything powerful. To speak of a lover in moments of weakness shares the same intimacy as a name to ears. I just want you closer the next your name leaves my lips. If you enjoyed, please share:
I want a love that inspires. That forces me to recreate with every word known to paint pictures of us. To redefine. To refine. To reimagine. To reconstruct the idea of love. I want stories written from our passion. May each kiss ignite another lullaby for the body to sleep against. I guess I’ll just… Read More Diary entry: 6/29/17
Artist: PRVCTICE Title: “when you’re silent” I have to fight myself from you. You’re so addicting but what good could come from this? What more could we produce together than lust? The addictive part is who I become when I’m with you. I love her more than you could ever know… but I adore what… Read More Diary entry: 7/31/17
The beauty of our relationships not only lie in the mistakes we make but in the way we handle the endings/beginnings. At least, I think so. When I look at them I remember why I believe so much in love and life. When I look at them I am remembering what love looks like, what… Read More “What’s next” after the storm: a brief intro on my parents
Artist: unknown Model: Instagram @kaylablackmon @illbrill There were things that needed to be done today. Right lower side of my head began throbbing at my never ending to do list this morning. Stress headaches have been a thing for me lately. A little overwhelmed with all that is going on currently with work, school and… Read More The Muse.
If I’m not sad enough, it never taste as delicious. The amount of sadness equates to the amount of love I need to put into my soup. This recipe came from a Pinterest page about a year or so ago. I was working long hours at the hospital and not tending to myself. Working to… Read More Thai coconut milk&red curry soup.