Life on the River
Wednesday, 11 September 2024
Girls like her were born in a storm. They have lightning in their souls. Thunder in their hearts. And chaos in their bones. — Mare Barrow
"They ask me why I love winter, and I reply - It's the winds that carry her scent, the cold that brings her dreams to me. Every moment spent alone in this winter, I think that perhaps she, too, remains enveloped in this cold, right here with me."
How I want my toes
My love language is teasing and annoying you relentlessly til you kiss me to shut up.
A sense of safety, a feeling of alignment. It's those little things.
I tick all the boxes
I really do
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Emotional State
The person connected to the person that caught this said….. The person that captured this a few years ago hence the picture quality (sorry) Caught it at the Basin Park Hotel in Eureka Springs, Arkansas. It’s a very old hotel. This picture was sent to me by a bartender that works there. She took the one of what we believe to be a little kid looking down the corridor at them. The reason it was taken was due to the fact that reports were made and things were heard but capturing things on film became a priority so we could prove we were not imagining things.
We Opened Pandora's Box
Now there's no going back. The drive towards effeminacy is very strong.
Desperate Choices
Food
