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Entry Mood:
(Depressed)
Published On: 06/05/2009 10:34 PM
who am I? I can't say. I may not know. inner reflection is tough and painful. with time I hope to get answers.
Entry Mood:
(Depressed)Published On: 06/05/2009 10:34 PM
who am I? I can't say. I may not know. inner reflection is tough and painful. with time I hope to get answers.
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Published On: 06/05/2009 10:14 PM
darkness must come. Do you run, afriad? it is coming, slowly. look over your shoulder it will be there. in the corner, in the closet, behind the door. it comes for us all. never ceasing ever increasing. slowly you can feel its cool touch. carressing, touching, breathing. it will cover your body in its never ending embrace. touching everywhere and nowhere. silent, sweet, suductive............Intimite Darkness
Published On: 06/05/2009 10:14 PM
darkness must come. Do you run, afriad? it is coming, slowly. look over your shoulder it will be there. in the corner, in the closet, behind the door. it comes for us all. never ceasing ever increasing. slowly you can feel its cool touch. carressing, touching, breathing. it will cover your body in its never ending embrace. touching everywhere and nowhere. silent, sweet, suductive............Intimite Darkness
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Entry Mood:
(Horny)
Published On: 06/05/2009 10:12 PM
Not sleeping agian..not wanting to wake, for fear of losing what I had. The feeling, the carress, like breathe on my bare skin. I must keep my eyes closed. Just the imagination of what it was is enough to send shivers down my body. to open my eyes would just take away the dream of what was. Hold my breath as to not blow it away. feeling it holding me. every nerve firing at a rate that seemed supernatural. but yet I am still at peace, wrapped in my blanket of..........intimate darkness
Entry Mood:
(Horny)Published On: 06/05/2009 10:12 PM
Not sleeping agian..not wanting to wake, for fear of losing what I had. The feeling, the carress, like breathe on my bare skin. I must keep my eyes closed. Just the imagination of what it was is enough to send shivers down my body. to open my eyes would just take away the dream of what was. Hold my breath as to not blow it away. feeling it holding me. every nerve firing at a rate that seemed supernatural. but yet I am still at peace, wrapped in my blanket of..........intimate darkness
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