#voidposting
D--> Anonymous asks 《 tell us about the hand print on your hip 》 D--> ... mmm D--> There was a time when I was closer to someone than I should have been D--> Certain thoughts would not leave me, and I have a tendency to ruminate on them D--> He reached out to me to provide comfort D--> Took me into His arms and held me D--> And I was in desperate need of pain to silence my mind D--> And so He was kind enough to leave His mark on me D--> But it was a one-time gesture D--> I overstepped my place in our relationship and I do not intend to fumble in such ways again
D--> I do not like alcohol D--> I feel like I do not %ist D--> The space I inhabit sucks into itself D--> Even the act of thought feels foreign
D--> 《 so THAT's what you wanted the god to to do you 》 D--> I SAID D--> THAT ANSWER HAD NO %PLICIT SUBJECT D--> IT SIMPLY WAS D--> AND THAT IS THAT
8=l < Hng
D--> Something must be wrong when the musical about the giant monster (whom I adore greatly, the creature) not only does not comfort me, but makes it worse
8=l < Are you ever in the mood for
8=x < Craving
D--> I can do this D--> I can wear it again
8=x < I have been encouraged 8=x < So saddle up
D--> I am feeling better now D--> An%ieties remain D--> But much quieter now
D--> ... D--> @craftsmanToxophilite may I be held for a moment D--> Please...? D--> No talking, if I may be selfish with my request
8=l < Now that all the violence has left my system 8=l < I want hips in my hands 8=l < Preferably not my own
[Daydreaming, cheek in his palm,legs crossed. He sighs, unaware of the uncomfortable Zahhak smile twisting his face]
D--> I missed my chance