Fleeting in display
Wherefore I love the walks of spring, While still I hear new warblers sing, Fresh-opening bells I see; Joy flits on every roving wing, Hope buds on every tree. ~…
Wherefore I love the walks of spring, While still I hear new warblers sing, Fresh-opening bells I see; Joy flits on every roving wing, Hope buds on every tree. ~…
It had up until Thursday been a good week, but yesterday we found out that one of our lovely cats, the epic named Mr Wawa had been hit by a…
Edit: Now with added Audio Porn care of Girl On The Net’s Audio Porn project. Listen as audio We are sitting at opposite ends of the sofa facing one another.…
“Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across…
Depending on when you are reading this it is either about to be my birthday or it is my birthday. “Yay, Happy Birthday Molly” I can hear you all saying/typing…
Sometimes my images here, in fact most of my images here have some kind of photographic, artistic element and sometimes they are just gratuitous filth. Hopefully even then there is…
“I would do anything for love, but I won’t do that No, I won’t do that” ~ Meatloaf Whenever I think about rimming these fine lyrics by the fabulous wordsmith…
I am a city girl at heart. I love the buzz and the people and the lights and the noise. I like the atmosphere and the impersonal aspect of it.…
“No days such honored days as these! While yet Fair Aphrodite reigned, men seeking wide For some fair thing which should forever bide On earth, her beauteous memory to set…
CW: Murder, Necrophilia. I was 18 when I first came to this house. A rosy-cheeked virgin all dressed in white. Sure I had visited before but visiting is not the…
“Every breath you take Every move you make Every bond you break Every step you take I’ll be watching you”