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- Me, Myself, and I
- (new sn insatiabledeja)
Prayer comes in many forms. Some pray for strength while others pray for love. To me they pray only to feed their greed. The only prayer I can remember was the random 'oh God!' while being bent over a bar. Sometimes I find myself staring at him wondering why he always calls me " His " Deja. Does it make them feel empowered to tag my ass in any way they can? I just nod and allow them to think what they will. You see, I've learned to not give a shit what you or anyone else thinks of me. I'm not here to impress anyone. I'm simply here because I was cursed into this world of lust and greed. Sin walks and talks and occasionally lets you think you have the upper hand.
Here's the kicker of it all. Pride, it's a hell of a thing. You know it's one of the seven deadly sins or so they say which would be a bad thing but on the other hand prides supposed to be good. Pride in ownership and the likes.
- I can't tell you how many greedy little fingers touched my flesh with that very same pride.
Pride can make you settle for the status quo, when you want a whole lot more. Pride can convince you that you rate, when really your nothing at all. Makes me laugh sometimes when I think about it. Pride can make you flip off someone in an ass backwards way, but it could bite you in the end.
Or.. you can swallow your pride till you choke on it, and vow to never ever do it again. Pride is the last thing to go before the fall, and that last step could really leave a lasting impression or sometimes a pretty little scar.
- That was until he walked into my life and changed it all. My funny little Valentine.
- ][ Guess what. I simply don't care. I'm here to write and enjoy others writing. Not babysit those that insist everything is about them. Peace ][
- The Other Half Of Me
Who wouldn't enjoy an open relationship
Hate is such an easy emotion to stir in their souls. I'd rather you hate me than to ever tell me you love me again. Your anger will drive me and fuel the fires raging inside me. Feed the beast within me just one more time.
Adam went down so very easy. He should have never searched for that woman he once knew. She's been gone for a long time. He always tried to be that good guy. The beast inside him was just wanting free. I could tell by his goodbye that I won that round. No matter what happens now, he'll always hate me. Not just any hate. A hate that draws more blood and death upon his hands. The kind of hate that I want them all to have. He was almost too easy. I just have to fight these feelings back. Why there's a part of me with regret, I don't know. In the end he was just like all the others and got what he wanted.
Something always hapens at the coffee shop. It's like a magnet to my past. I've pulled myself away from everyone. No longer do I stay at the lounge nor do I stay anywhere near Elhoims place. I've got myself tucked away where no one will find me unless I let it happen. Selfish you say? I say, it's about time I was selfish. It is my nature afterall. My birthright as his daughter.
Thomas, oh so sweet Thomas. There was a time I'd believe every word that came off those sweet lips of yours. Don't try to fix this woman. You'll end up in the same place Adam ended up. I ruined him and I'll ruin you too. You can open my eyes all you wish but you don't want to open me. I've become something horrible. Something tainted by mans hand or better yet his devices. I'm not just a woman anymore. I'm the enemy. At least you've gotten a warning. Heed to it Thomas. Get out while you can.
Elhoim, oh dear Elhoim. I know that our paths will cross again one day and you'll have some excuse as to why but it's already too late. The damage has been done The ride was wonderful while it lasted but just like any other cheap nickle and dime affair, it too had to end . Should I thank you for opening my eyes to who I really am? Oh trust me baby, I will one day. I'll be sure to write it out on the walls of the streets in your very own blood.
There couldn't be a bigger warning label across my ass. It doesn't read handle with care or slippery when wet No this one reads in big bold red letters. Do Not Feed The Animal . There is no do not cross yellow tape. Just the lure of her eyes. The grinding of her hips. The sweet symphany of her moans that leads to sudden and sure death.
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There's a place that I go that nobody knows, where a sweet escape awaits. There was a time I needed escape routes but more and more I find myself not wanting to escape. If I had known it was supposed to be like this long ago I would have searched this out. Guess it's true, when your not really looking is when it happens.
I welcome all of you to taste of my world. The salt of his fingertips never burn. Life actually tastes better with his touch. Pain used to be all I knew and felt but what's crazy is I almost can't even remember what those days were like. He's spoiled me in so many ways but for once in my life, the smile on my face isn't fake. The cries aren't from pain but from lust and love. Never imagined those two words could be in the same sentence. Never imagine there'd be Elhoim and Deja.
I find myself walking within my special rain forest still unable to take my mind off him. I feel like I should fear all of this being took from me in the blink of an eye but there is no fear. When I look into his eyes, I see the truth in his love. There's no one else that could ever take his place.
Sometimes at night I find myself watching him sleep. My eyes outline ever detail of his body whiles counting the seconds in his breaths. His scars tell stories of his life's journey and I can see deeper into him. I find myself wrapped up in his own life and forget about mine.
Never thought a man I fought with and wanted to hurt so badly would be the man I can't stand to be away from. I would sacrifice my own life for his and that knowledge has gotten out. He doesn't know it but there's been a price put on his head. Someone wants him out of my life and I can't put my finger on just who. I'll kill anyone behind this, mark my words. I vow to bring more pain to anyone that hurts him than one could ever imagine possible.
I live thru his love. I dare anyone to take away my happiness. I will find out who you are and mark my words, you've never seen a woman scorn until you've been in the fire of a woman in love.
- The pen dropped to the journals paper . Nails dug along the paper while her mind continued in thought of just how much she'd hurt someone over this man. She'd die for him, this much she knew. -
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So what if it hurts me? So what if I break down? I gotta find my place, find myself. I used to worry about just these things. That was before I opened my eyes. Before I stood to the side of that road in life and decided to stop watching my life pass me by. I may be a stranger on this road but I'm no longer a victim.
Honestly I never saw myself as part of any whole. This man however brings things out in me even I have to step back and ask myself, really? I don't know where he came from or how he found me but I can't even imagine my life without him. He could so easily break my heart. There's times I want to hate him just to prepare myself. Prepare for what? The part I've always played of the broken girl. The truth has to come around eventually.
I can tell myself this all I want but he's in there. He's in my heart and as afraid I get that he'll walk away, I can't take a breath without him. I don't wanna love him. I'm at a place I thought I'd never be. Living in a world that's all about us. Elhoim, what have you done? Don't you know how dangerous it is to play in my world? You see all of my past jumping out in front of us and you simply grin. So strong, so sure, so intent on burning your name into my flesh. Marking me as yours for eternity.
The crazy thing here, I let him. He takes me away to another place. He's created a world that's all about us. A sweet surrender where he doesn't give up on me even if I forget who I am. He doesn't let me stay here alone. There is no one else that could ever take his place. He keeps me needing him, longing for him. Even as strong as he is, I could hold a mirror up and everything I feel, I know he feels as well. This world he has shown me, all the colors of love. His love shines a way into paradise. I live through him. I am, his Deja.
How many men do you know that can create a rain forest just for you? How many men do you know that can accept all of you? How many men do you know that can simply live. I know the only one I ever want or need to know. He is, My Valentine.
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