The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
“We didn’t come all this way to NOT do anything. She’s met your eye contact with eye contact of her own, and now like all great journeys, you must go over and ask her to dance in the hope that somehow she’ll find you irresistible enough to gobble your knob…”
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I write about Desire. Sex. Longing. Pain. Darkness. All of it.
Where the dark ones roam.
I am the First Eve.
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity...
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The intricacies of my insanity 