My art doesn’t derive from human interaction, but rather the hollows they leave behind…
…because I’d rather be draped I my own ungodliness than somebody else’s.
Abandoned ship. Relationships. Stroking lips. Carresing hips. Licking bust. Igniting lust. “No man is an island” Promises unbinded.
You can’t help it, you know what you’re doing.. You possess a power so strong how can you not know? Love, love, why does it feel like this.. Do you ever think of me.. I very much doubt. You parade my mind so freely whenever you please and escape without warning. Confused and alone, IContinue reading “Alone”