ImPerceptible on August 26th, 2008

audio I’m not sure when it happened. It wasn’t gradual but it didn’t happen all at once. Passion turned to desire. Desire turned to complacence. Complacence turned into to what I have now. I think it’s called… actually, I have no idea what it’s called.
Let’s face it. A fresh ripe tomato is nothing more than [...]

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ImPerceptible on April 22nd, 2008

I saw him. He was sitting on the other side of the room watching the game. There was something about the way his body moved. The sound of his voice. The softness in his eyes. I wanted him. I wanted to press my body hard against his. I [...]

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