moving on auto-pilot i walk to the bathroom run the bath grab the pills shake off the doubt grab a knife swallow the pills get ready to end your life slit-wrist to elbow-both arms slide to the bottom moving on auto-pilot
We don't have a love like the rest I compare it to Anastasia and Christian You are so cold and dark inside You can't provide love in my life You can't save me from the demons in my mind But I love the way you feel inside.
It's hard pretending I do not care I wouldn't have it any other way The way your thrusting inside me Pulling my hair, and I scream.
Down on my knees looking up at you This is what we have to offer A secret life of ***, and I can't be your lover But the way you grab me, pulls me away You can take all you want Just stay, my fifty shades.
i love and hate my body, because even when i am dying inside, my lungs are inhaling and exhaling air, oxygenating my brain, making blood flow, causing my heart to beat, even when im wishing it to stop.
i aspire to be a writer so i can have my fantasies fulfilled, as sad as it sounds i will live through my characters and i will never write just for the money, all my books will be connected with me. if i ever publish, i will take time to meet my fans and explain my inspirations. because as a reader, i always want to know more...