I wrote some smut about sending filthy text messages to a guy. Please read: Sexting
Mondays would be fine if they were more like this…
Happy Fuck Friday Deviant! Keep it filthy. Keep it deviant.
I wrote some smut the other night. Please read: Raunchy Snippets
It’s Monday and I’m thinking about this.
Happy Fuck Friday Deviants. Keep it filthy. Keep it deviant.
It’s Thursday and I wrote some thoughtful smut last night, please read: Addicted
I love the brutality of Jack White’s lyrics to the song Long Interruption:
I want love To roll me over slowly stick a knife inside me, and twist it all around. I want love to grab my fingers gently slam them in a doorway put my face into the ground. I want love to murder my own mother and take her off to somewhere like hell or up above. I want love to change my friends to enemies, change my friends to enemies and show me how it’s all my fault. I wont let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me.I wont let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me. Yeah I wont let love disrupt, corrupt, or interrupt me anymore.
I want love to walk right up and bite me grab a hold of me and fight me leave me dying on the ground. And I want love to split my mouth wide open and cover up my ears, and never let me hear a sound. I want love to, forget that you offended me or how you have defended me, when everybody tore me down. Yeah I want love to change my friends to enemies, change my friends to enemies and show me how it’s all my fault. Yeah I wont let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me I wont let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me I wont let love disrupt, corrupt, or interrupt me anymore.
Happy Fuck Friday Deviants. Keep it filthy. Keep it deviant.
I wrote some smut on the blog, please read: On Top