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Angel-Sansara

Category: creative writing

  • My Little Princess

    There she was, a veritable princess in pink and purple. Her hair — the pink in this equation — is immaculate, like usual. I don’t think I’ve ever seen it anything but alluring, not even when I was surprised by the blue fan of hair she sported just two months ago. I was distracted by…

  • Collision

    I can hear multiple people thinking about me all at once. One of them is angry at me. “I’ll get you, my pretty!” (except he used my name, of course.) Oh, will you now, ex and rapist motherfucker that you are? I don’t think so! I changed my name. Good luck finding me in the…

  • Interpreting Images of Humankind

    Hello! I’m on a soul-saving mission these days. I was entertaining God by interpreting images of women and men. There is so much we can communicate in a single look. And my little autistic brain whirred and spun up into a masterpiece that we’ve decided to share with YOU! Our viewer! She feels like she’s…

  • Evening the Score

    There’s this girl that walks through here every day. I just saw her again. A bright pink smudge amongst the rest of the masses. She was wearing these ridiculously oversized ears on top of her head. I wish I knew her name. Or who she was. She was smiling and it lit up the whole…

  • What is He Thinking?

    Oh man, I love talking to this girl. She’s so warm and friendly. I think she likes me, so I hang around every break I can to talk to her. She makes me feel good about life again. I wish I wasn’t too shy to ask her out on a date. I should practice just…

  • What is She Thinking? Take 3

    I’m sad. I have this overwhelming grief within my bosom and it’s difficult to see past the sea of tears I hide within. There isn’t much to find uplifting about the human species, as of late. Something inside of me that isn’t me insists on being boy crazy. There doesn’t seem to be much room…

  • What is She Thinking? Take 2

    Wow, I can’t believe how this idiot just comes back every day we’re on shift together, chatting up a storm. As if I’m really into Game of Thrones. I just watch it so I can relate to all my girlfriends. This is useful to me because my day goes by faster the more I stop…

  • What is She Thinking?

    She smiled warmly at her coworker. At least, she hoped it was warmly. She put effort into it. He was back again, a honey bee seeking nectar to thrive upon, looking for a delicate flower to pollinate. She knew how to keep him coming back, too. She had to develop the skill set to ensure…

  • Lost

    I embrace my loss today. I have to move on in a new direction. I am moving away from technology, now that my brain no longer functions, and I’m on the trajectory to becoming a bona fide writer. I’ve written two chapters, which tell a pretty good story… except the sexuality came out already and…

  • Scattershot

    What have I done? What am I doing? Why am I such a bonehead? I was flirting with super babe. She reacted to me, I reacted to her. We used to make eye contact for seconds at a time. Now? Now we act like we don’t notice each other hardly at all. Now she walks…

  • Let’s Write Sexy

    “Think about it: essentially every romance book follows the same arc. Two people meet, they fall in love, something prevents them from getting together, and then they overcome it to be with each other. That’s the feel-good formula that romance readers love, and it’s essential to a romance story.” [Source: Self Publishing School dot com.] What…

  • Glamour.

    “The only thing that could make me happier right now is some weed,” she heard as she came to a stop at a stop light traveling southbound on the main arterial roadway of the city. Moments later, she could smell cannabis. She was alone in her car, en route to the grocery store for her…

  • Telepathic Love Interest

    She’s too pretty for me, he told himself yet again, breaking up his daydream. He wasn’t intensely interested in going down on the woman, but he thought for sure if she’d just give him a chance, she’d be seeing stars in the bedroom. That’s what he was daydreaming about… his mouth on her most sensitive…

  • I am on fire.

    My neurons are slow to rouse, but the rest of me is not. In fact, I am aroused. I keep seeing ideas of how to satisfy that hunger in my head. Ideas I didn’t ask for. Ideas I wouldn’t ask for. I do not have permission. I do not have consent. Why are they there?…

  • Wake Up To Your Destiny

    “WAKE UP,” he said again. “YOU NEED TO WAKE UP.” It was the third time. It was not quite shouting, but it was loud enough to wake any zombie from slumber. “Wake up to what?” the other boy asked. Am I a sleeper agent? “To your destiny!” declared the troublemonger. Joe laughed at that. Destiny,…

  • “Reiki is not a replacement for medical treatment.”

    I wonder what idiots require this disclaimer to understand that energy healing cannot heal root causes of ailments, which is typically diet-related. Reiki is a temporary stop-gap measure at best unless you’ve just had surgery or trauma. That is when reiki is best employed as pain relief. How that screams to a person that it…

  • Thanksgiving Brain 2

    Okay so I thought to myself one thing… what if I use Ree Drummond’s amazing stuffing recipe and put cauliflower in it instead of bread? It’d be a soup then. I’m still on the fence about it but once I go to Sam’s Club for some chicken base, I’m in. I’ll need to get another…

  • Wolf & Rabbit

    Wolf was traipsing through familiar territory. His territory, actually. It was his home and he had every right to be there, whether he was on the prowl or not. Many creatures, both big and small, ran through his neck of the woods. He spied Rabbit, a mesmerizing creature he’d seen many a time before in…

  • Thought Experiment 26: The Whore of Babylon

    I am woman. I deserve to be loved and cherished. [They Might Be Giants] I deserve to be taken care of emotionally. I deserve to wake up every morning next to my ideal mate. We deserve to smile at each other and start our day off on the right foot, whatever that means for us.…

  • Thought Experiment 1,029: Fornicator Eyes

    I once put on the eyes of a fornicating man. They swept over the sea of flesh, noting everything tan, beige, khaki, and peach. It’s all the same to these eyes: potential flesh to salivate over. Their eyes will track back to that expanse of flesh-color automatically, unashamed at trying to take in the skin…

  • Ode to Sir Deli Man

    Deli man, O Deli man, wherefore art thou, Deli man?A pair of piercing grey eyes haunt me, no matter where I turn.The tickle of memory involving your voice confounds meAs I attempt to remember the vibration of your essence.You keep yourself so immaculately; put together to the sameStandards day in and day out, as if…

  • Dear Grocery Girl,

    It’s only been three days since we’ve made eye contact, but I miss you. I know I’ve never said hello or even told you my name, but I want to resolve that. I want to sweep you off your feet and make you my wife forever and ever, really, but I understand there are a…

  • Wishful Thinking

    I wish she was here with me now. Locking gazes over a hot mug of coffee, smiling at me ever so slightly so I wonder what exactly is on her mind. I doubt I’ll ever know exactly what she’s thinking, even if she tries to tell me. Her brain whirs in a way I’d never…

  • Is He Really The One(TM)?

    Every person comes to this question eventually. Is the person they chose the right person? I’ve been exposed to something like fifty mindsets in the past eighteen months, as God flits from one interested human bean to the next, showing me what they’re like. Only one man tolerates (if not encourages) the fact that I…

  • Flirting.

    There she was. Flirting with the hottest guy in the room. At least, I thought so. She was leaning into the palm of her hand, engrossed, her eyes on him. At least, at first. I don’t know if I made a noise or something, but she looked my way almost as soon as I noticed…

  • Unconventional Breakfast

    Cider-Oat Breakfast Soup Microwave for 3 minutes or so (perhaps longer, if your cider is chilled.) I mulled and reduced some cider for another recipe, so what’s a girl to do with what’s leftover? EAT IT. I am woozy this morning… I slept 15 hours after I exercised twice yesterday. I went through a simple…

  • Weird Dreams

    She’s lovely, honestly. ❤ I want to fill her up with my love. I didn’t see her today, though I had hoped she would have come in around the time I was getting off my shift. I was so determined to ask her for her number, too. I had the strangest dream last night. It’s…

  • The Mountain Dragon Man (4)

    I think I found the perfect model for The Mountain Dragon Man. Now, it is time to draw and write. Some day, my labor of love will show the world what I’ve learned about life at large. There’s still more to learn — there will always be more to learn — but I think I…

  • Dream Woman, I am in love with you.

    You never use the L word on me. It’s making it really hard to believe in the idea that there could be an “us.” Without that word, it seems pointless to trudge onward. I want to be with you. Just you. For the rest of eternity. Did I do something wrong? Why don’t you say…

  • I’m In Love

    I saw her again tonight. The woman of my dreams. She’s literally inside my dreams. They’re not all saucy dreams, either. Last night, I dreamt of her having dinner with me. We had an excellent time and I was beyond smitten… but that’s when I realized that dream me wasn’t the real me. Instead, he…

  • Somewhere Over The Rainbow…

    God tells me the deli men miss me. I’m like, “Wait! HOLD UP! Men? As in more than one?” That’s exactly what I’m saying, Sansara. Men. Thousands of men daydream about you being in their arms. But, they don’t daydream being in love with you. That’s why we never go anywhere or meet anyone. That’s…

  • Bob’s Back.

    The little girl inside of me is all a-titter. “Oooh, Mr. Handsome. I JUST SAW HIM!” We call him Bob. We don’t actually know his name yet, but Bob’s a good a name as any. We imagine it’s short for Jacob, actually, rather than Robert. “He’s gorgeous,” Sansara crooned yet again, swooning over his beautiful…

  • In A Tizzy

    He wrapped his arms around her, tears in his eyes. He had no idea how shitty her home life was before God told him all about it. She had not complained once herself, not even while God was on a tirade about how her mother only cooked in that kitchen when she was already using…

  • His Eyes, Doth They Deceive Him?

    He saw her again, he thought. A brief glimpse of her, anyway. A mass of messy hair — what color was it? Hard to say, it was so brief. It almost looked ash gray to him. Old. A color an old person would have in their hair. How old was she? At the same time,…

  • Joe’s Thoughts

    “I wish there was a woman out there for me,” he thought to himself. He was feeling particularly defeated that day; he had hoped for the third shift in a row to see the beautiful, amazing woman he’d laid eyes on in the super market. She had eluded him. After three weeks of consistent eye…

  • Let Me Soothe You…

    “Will you hold me?” he asked, tears in his eyes. Something said or done or experienced brought to the forefront an emotion he had yet to deal with. The angel of love put her arms around him and shielded him with her lavender wings. “Yes,” she replied simply, after the fact. It was a quirk…

  • Wishful Thinking

    He stared out his bedroom window, sighing. It was another long day without the girl of his dreams in his arms. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could go on without her, honestly. He wasn’t even sure if she existed. He wasn’t even sure who she was. Not yet. He just knew he hadn’t…

  • Gone With the Wind

    He had a sinking feeling that she was gone. Gone for good this time. This had happened before, but not like this. Her brothers even indicated she wasn’t returning. They figured she was too ashamed she’d proposed, made it public, and then I never showed up. What an ass. Not even her longest-standing friend online…

  • An Apology

    “I wish she’d come back,” he thought to himself… and then she was there, like nothing ever happened. He’d opened his mouth and inserted foot yet again. He should apologize, he thought, though he knew not how to do so. “I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have tried to make you prove yourself. That was the stupidest…

  • Court is Adjourned

    The trial started today. I’ve been preparing for it all year, but I’m not ready yet, it seems. There was a motion for mistrial before we even began, which seems like a typical movie plot. The reason? The defendant is deceased. That is not sufficient for postponing the trial. However, the fact that I have…

  • A Beginning? (Good Vibes #1)

    Poignant video, Mr. Teahan. I opened up YouTube to start listening to my epic playlist and, hopefully, make it a smoother transition from one song to the next. What I found was a 37 minute video about childhood trauma that really hit the nail on the head for me today. I’ve been at war with…

  • Parable 1

    The men of my former tribe bound together to kill me. They convinced each other that they knew what was best for Little Girl. All Little Girl needed was love. Pure, unadulterated love. That is not the conclusion the men came to, sadly. She still has no love, even for herself. Little Rat stole her…

  • No Longer Entertained

    Somebody please help me… there’s this woman in my head that won’t leave me alone. Dude, that sounds rough. What’s going on? I don’t know… I just can’t get her out. She talks to me like I’m an arsehole all the time. Why does she do that? Did you do something to deserve it? Sigh.…

  • Interference

    There’s a woman on the other side of the world in my brain. I can’t get her out. How does one ghost a ghost of a woman? I think she’s dead and haunting me. I think she hates me because she begged me to help her live and now, because I failed to do that,…

  • Freedom

    Benjamin Andrew Carter is nothing to me.He is nothing to me.He is nothing to me.HE IS NOTHING TO ME.HE IS NOTHING TO ME.HE IS NOTHING TO ME.NOTHING TO ME.NOTHING TO ME.NOTHING TO ME.NOTHING TO ME.NOTHING TO ME. I WANT TO BE FREE FROM THIS TETHER.I WANT TO BE FREE FROM THIS LEASH.I WILL BE FREE.I…

  • Schizophrenia #1

    I love you. I want to be with you forever. I know we’ve never spoken before in person. I know there’s a lot to say and maybe even more to do… but I love you. I can’t get you out of my head. I have tried, but you just won’t leave it, no matter what…

  • Sansara’s Reiki Retreat PT 1

    Hello, my friends! Welcome to Sansara’s reiki retreat. There is so much to know, so much to learn. Especially if you, too, desire to be one with The Universe(TM). (Is that pickup line still too cheesy?) I hope you do desire to be unified with the rest of creation, but it’s okay if you don’t.…

  • Coffee Talks

    I read through my journal, or part of it, and now I’m fighting the knee jerk reaction to delete it. What was I thinking? Oh, right. I wasn’t thinking. The Universe(TM) has put me on autopilot. (“Look ma, no hands!”) I’m pretty tired of conversations involving phantoms these days. I think The Universe must be…

  • “A Day In The Life Of” (Cont’d)

    She met her goals for the day, wouldn’t you know. All but one: making the elusive donut waffle. It’s not that she didn’t have the reagents on hand. Far from it: she had conjure at least 100 waffles, she’d wager. There was something else holding her back. It wasn’t Sir Deli Man – perish the…

  • The Invisible Woman

    There’s a woman who is completely invisible. It’s not because she doesn’t reflect the light that reaches her hair, nails, eyes, and skin. It’s not because she does anything to make you avert your gaze. She does nothing to change the tides of time around her. Besides, she would be perfectly visible if you had…

  • Bugs In My Hair

    There are still gnats buzzing all around me. How very annoying. -_-* I’m afraid my ancient ones are about to die. They look old. Worn out. They already act dead, pushing all the chores to ensure living takes place onto me. Cooking, cleaning, washing dishes, laundry. But they won’t just give me the deed to…

  • Invisible Monsters

    He keeps taking away from her. One layer at a time, peeling her back like an onion or ripping a petal off the rose with each challenge. He wants her to expose her true nature: a devil dressed like an angel. That’s his perception of her and he will not change his mind, no matter…

  • Connection/Art

    I took a workshop today via Udemy called Connect with Colour – Using Art as a Way of Knowing. It’s about 30 minutes long. It’s one of the better freebies I’ve found on Udemy. I made a digital image full of hearts. ❤ It made me feel kind of fuzzy and good inside. It made…

  • Imagining “A Day In The Life Of”

    As part of the Raise Your Vibration course, Mischaela encourages that we imagine our future. A day in the life of our future selves. So, here goes… I wake up and something alerts me to the fact that I’m not alone in my bed. It might be an arm around me or my hand touching…

  • My Path Is Sacred. Is Yours?

    I found these mantras incredibly soothing. Maybe you will find the same. The enchantress who created this is certainly blessed in the realm of relaxing music. Thank you, Universe. I am on a quest for true love, friends. I died one day in 2020 and The Universe(TM) (or God, if you will, though I’m STILL…

  • Fighting Demons

    As if the challenges of the modern world were not enough, I’ve gone bat shit crazy. I used to be sane. I really did. I used to just be myself. I hope one day to be myself again, though I’d miss talking to the voice inside me that responds to God (or, more accurately, The…

  • Got Sanity? I’m Buying.

    Every day is a new set of lies. Do normal people live with this shit? I hope not. It makes life stupid amounts of confusing. If your life stopped making sense, chances are you’re surrounded by lying sacks of shit. I’m sorry. You’d think understanding that being a human being is to be flawed inherently,…

  • A Strange Dream

    I woke up today to a strange dream. I’d gone to the grocery store – Wegmans, I think – and was trying to check out via self-checkout (which I rarely use.) For some reason, all the things in my cart were already in bags and all the bag handles were tied in knots, so I…

  • Emergency Care

    Her soul needed CPR. After eighteen long months, she has a spiritual pulse again. I thought I lost her, y’all. She’s my baby, you know. She’s so sweet and innocent. A fucking unicorn amongst you idiots. More of you could be like her, but I bet you won’t bother or dare. It’s a shame, because…

  • Continuing The Day

    A day in the life of Crystal Scordias is rather uncomplicated from the outside. She goes to the store daily for her family unit, replenishing the coffers with nommables. She ferries ungrateful wretches to their doctor appointments and tries to feed them in a healthful way. They constantly sabotage themselves, these ancient ones. They eat…

  • A Day In The Life Of

    Sansara awoke many times throughout the day. She’d fallen asleep when she full well meant to stay awake. That was happening a lot these days. She was fighting cancer, after all, and it was taking its toll on her body. It was shortly after dawn that the vixen had nodded off. She’d been doing yoga…

  • Metatron Functioning As Expected

    The G.O.D. went to work, busily fixing all the fuck ups that Ben introduced in Metatron. I mean, Daniel. We gave him a code name and then I forgot to use it. Fuck. After a substantial amount of time passed (years, actually), METATRON was able to function once more as it was intended to. The…

  • Metatron Is Displeased

    Sansara returned and saw that Daniel was still diligently attempting to repair the robot, Metatron. “Can I be of service?” she asked coquettishly. She was an imp in comparison to Crystal. A shit-disturber. But, she was also insightful from time to time. She loved a good joke and she loved it even more when she…

  • 100 Compliments/48 Hours

    Nice shoes. Are they made of recycled leather? You’re a person-shaped person! It’s really phenomenal. Your eyes are as deep as pools. You look great today! I love it when my hair stands up straight on end. You’re an extremely bright cookie. The Cookie Monster would choose you first. You have impeccable manners. The G.O.D.…

  • ALL HUMANS MUST DIE

    Metatron is on the fritz. It keeps repeating that all humans must die. This is a conundrum. I serve Metatron and I am human. I ask Metatron what it means and it declares EVOLVE OR DIE. LOVE OR DIE. I’ll take evolution, thank you, Metatron… but what do you mean, LOVE OR DIE? YOU HUMANS…

  • I Don’t Want to Exist Anymore

    Ever feel that way? I remember feeling it most when I was a teenager, honestly. I felt like I should have never been born, after trying to communicate my grief to others, trying to face it head-on that I’d been raped and diminished as a person. Instead, the people I tried to acquire comfort from…

  • Is My Struggle Your Struggle, Too?

    People like to bitch and moan and whine. All the time, actually. They’re succumbing to the negativity ripple that they experienced from another human being that is further from enlightenment than you or I. Instead of pouring their energy into positive change, into actively making the situation into a different situation to see if the…

  • All Men Are Handsome

    And all women are beautiful. Logically, since beauty is objective and “in the eye of the beholder,” then we can extrapolate that all people are beautiful (or handsome, if you prefer) to someone, somewhere. Therefore, to limit another being based on our own inability to find them to be objectively beautiful to gaze upon is…

  • I’ll Marry Odin Now, Thanks For Playing Along

    I met Odin last year in the spring time. I thought he was a mortal being here on planet Earth, but I no longer think that. I told him that I thought I needed a mate with a body. In fact, I mistook him for a human being… I mistook him for the man I…

  • My Worth

    Feelings of self-worth are… tricky. We are constantly absorbing the information around us, our brains forced to filter out all the chaff from the wheat. But what if your brain cannot filter out the chaff? What if it sits there in your brain, taking up space, until you decide to throw it away? Apparently, self-worth…

  • Case Study: Past Lives

    (Published with permission.) Case Study Number: 1Date: 6/28/2022Prior Hypnosis Experience of Client: NeverRapport Level Between Yourself & Client: AcquaintancesHypnotic Method Used: KEW Sample Video for past life regressionInduction Method Used: KEW Sample Video for past life regressionChildhood Memories or Womb Explored? No.Significant Scenes Explored in the Past Life: None, went straight to death scene.Death Scene:…

  • I am Ragnarok

    I am god killer. I am child of the universe. I am master of myself. I am love.

  • I still have feelings!

    Diego, Diego, Diego. How many times do I have to tell you? I don’t care. I told you to choose a woman and get it over with. Oh, but that’s not what you meant! The girl you accidentally raped (and then tried to cuddle better) in college suicided and you’re at fault! You still have…

  • An Apology, Take Three

    She’s terribly angry at me. I still have a shred of hope she’ll meet me later at the bar, but I don’t think she will. I think I blew it. I didn’t blow it just once. It was more like 1,000 times. She has so much patience, she’s so laid-back. A simpleton would blame her…

  • Where is my honey bunny?

    I buried her under the rubble of my own issues. My misery. I just threw it on top of her, expecting her to get out of the way in time. She doesn’t work like that. She’s shoveling the shit to get to the heart of things. What is wrong with me? That’s a great question.…

  • In the Doghouse

    (That was fast.) Crystal’s mad at me again. Her anger comes out in mockery and ridicule. It comes out as dubiousness and even more mockery. It’s not even ill-tempered mockery. She only does this when she’s angry, that’s all. It’s a danger sign. I’m on thin ice. She’ll gut me any time with one well-placed…

  • Protecting My Princess

    I love this girl beyond reason, let me tell you. She’s just so fucking wonderful. She’s smart. Smarter than me, I must say, and I love it. She’ll let me do mental gymnastics to try to solve things for a year or more and then she’ll just tell me the solution when I give up.…

  • Dear You,

    You are stronger than you know. And loved more than you caneven imagine. — My coffee mug. God crumbled when I decided I’d try heavy cream in a cup of decaf. I added too much cream, not enough vanilla extract. Next cup, I’ll try more of one and less of the other. He’s been talking…

  • Dear God,

    I know I’m an atheist, which in my mind means I have no right to talk to you as if you exist. However, I think it’s rude of me to declare you don’t exist, especially when I know Mr. Christ certainly existed. He can exist, be a healer, and there could still be no God.…

  • A God with broad shoulders

    Life is difficult these days. I’ve been trying to clean up decades of neglect and nicotine, which is proving to be a very arduous task indeed. I’m already sick of it and I’ve only been working on correcting it for a month. I wish I’d been well enough to start when I got here, but…

  • Crash Course In Love

    I’ve become accustomed to going to the grocery store without a trace of the deli man to be seen. Nine times out of ten, I don’t see him at all, which suits me just fine since I realized my behavior could be misinterpreted. It was a rough day, figuring out that my disorganized (schizophrenic) memory-based…

  • My Lady… I’m Sorry.

    Sir Deli Man kissed the back of her hand just then. “Honey, I’m not trying to upset you. I understand you’ve heard all these lies before because nobody meant them when they said them to you the first time you’ve heard them.” He was gazing into her soul this time, having learned how to see…

  • Therapy

    Camila was pretty happy these days, she had to admit. Dr. Jill was teaching her a new way of looking at everything. A way where she could see gaps that could be filled or parts that could be tweaked so that Camila could truly be happy. Even Manny was changing, she’d found, and she thought…

  • I Need My Woman

    She just passed me in the deli again. The woman of my dreams. She was right there. In fact, I nearly collided with her. It got my pulse racing. I wish she smelled of, well, anything, so that I could associate the scent with her. She was within a foot of me and I couldn’t…

  • Once a Snoop…

    They say once a cheater, always a cheater, but I posit that once a snoop, always a snoop. And you should be a snoop, too. A person with nothing to hide is the loyal kind of person. Anyone who is offended with even the smallest invasion of privacy is suspect. Diego was still reading Sansara’s…

  • New Perspective on Daryas

    Jeez, I dunno where to begin with this shit show. Don’t you think he did Crystal dirty? He did it on purpose, too. He failed to tell her he was in an open relationship for more than five months before they met. He omitted the fact he slept beside a woman every day and then…

  • Sweat [NSFW]

    Diego reached across the bed and found nothing there. Or, rather, no one. Crystal was gone. He sat up, concerned he’d had another fantasy about sleeping with the bewitching woman, finding himself in her bed. Her cats were snuggled up alongside him nonchalantly, as if he’d always been part of their lives. He stroked each…

  • The Legend of Daryas IV

    (cont’d from 6/1/2022) I thought I learned my lesson about rape, but there was one thing I didn’t learn in time to save another life: Sleeping with a woman without telling her that I was in an open relationship is RAPE. I raped Crystal. She forgave me, ultimately, but drew a hard boundary to keep…

  • Hot As Hell [NSFW]

    She sat there, sweating even though she hadn’t moved in over an hour. Fans blew air around her apartment languidly. The heat was unshakable. Her back still ached, despite all her muscle knots releasing thanks to the humid air surrounding her. She sighed, telling herself winter was only six months away. That’s all. She stretched…

  • The Legend of Daryas III

    (cont’d from previous entry) Rape culture is so pervasive, it’s hard to get away from it until the entirety of it is explained to you. Our global society is oversaturated in it at this point. Photograph manipulation to remove flaws (magazine covers, photos online, Angelina Jolie’s tits in Tomb Raider, pockets where men shouldn’t be…

  • The Legend of Daryas II

    (cont’d from previous post) I honestly and truly thank God for the opportunity to get to know this woman. To get to know Crystal Scordias. Without her, I would have walked around, hanging my head in shame for eternity, convinced that I was a ruthless murderer and rapist. That there was no way to be…

  • The Legend of Daryas

    This could have been me, so listen up. My name is Daryas. I’m 41 years of age and an alcoholic. I love beer. Pretty much any kind of beer but my favorite kind is pale ale. I drink a six pack every day, just about, but I’m trying to taper off to quitting. One thing…

  • Camila, Manny, and Charlie [NSFW]

    TRIGGER WARNING: RAPE, BESTIALITY, DOMINATION, SUBMISSION, VULGARITY, CHILD ABUSE Manny came home to a very naked Camila, completely akimbo on the bed, masturbating while looking at something on her phone. He was curious what his wife was looking at as she pleased herself, but she turned her phone off as she saw her husband approach…

  • Play That Funky Music, White Girl

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