Sometimes, I like to sniff my fingers; the lingering scent of pussy from last night's masturbation. I fantasize. I fantasize about cock. I fantasize about waking up in the middle of the night and gently dancing my fingers along my lover's chest. Gently, down, down... He will wake up with arousal responding to my touch. I will squirm my way on top of him and gently kiss his lips, neck, chest, hips. Gently, down, down... He is fully awake now, and I will devour him completely with my lips and tongue. Swirling up and down, I tease. He will gesture me forward as I place myself on top of him and ravage his body at 3am in the morning; we grind. My g-spot hits my orgasm as my wet juices flow out of me; an orgasm so amazing, I squirt. The juice overflows around me, a warm rush of fluid, drenching the covers in a neatly contained circle a quarter the size of the bed. Turning him on even greater at the onset of wetness, and myself turned on to heightened senses, we grind harder, faster. He comes,...

I'm starting to seriously write again and I love it (it is also helping me tremendously in getting over a certain someone..). I used to think I hated poetry, but now I'm writing that too.. I had no idea I had it in me.. And now, all of a sudden, I have this dream of wanting to get published..

I guess my first "I want to be an.." [author] when I was a kid is starting to come around.

Tenacity, perseverance, is more important than talent..
What I mean is, you need tenacity in order to become successful. Nothing is going to happen if you're just laying around, not all the talent in the world can make you successful without the perseverance to do something about it.

So, I have talent. I've always known that. And as of late, have not been very tenacious.

This will change...

Shit, if Stephanie Meyer (from Twilight vampire book fame) can write a novel, so can I!

so a lesbian i have a crush on just invited me to her family christmas gathering when she found out i didn't have any plans..

AND
and

she accepted the job offer at my company and we will be working together starting the first week of January

AND
and

she invited me to another book club she's in

(we met at a book club)

We were in the same room together. He was perfect. Tousled red hair, and green eyes. Did he really invite me over to his house, I thought? I sauntered over to the bedroom to grab a blanket, wearing only a tank top, underwear and no bra. Joining him in the living room, I sat on the couch next to him and curled myself up. He looked over his shoulder towards my direction and leaned towards me. I grabbed his hand and held it at my crotch. I didn't have to do anything else, he did the rest. He slowly began to rub my clit. I moaned in approval and pleasure, undulating my hips. The soft cloth of my underwear rubbed against me, turning me on even more. I gently took my underwear off, careful not to cease the moment. We were kissing now, as our lips and tongues formed a synchronized dance. Little pecks around my neck, his hand caressing my breasts and pinching my nipples. I lifted my arms up as he took my tank top off. My lips moved down to his chest, down to his belly, around his hip bone and...

the other day, i heard some terrible news from my ex. i've been trying to give him and eachother some space, but we've had minimal contact here and there through email. this is the first time i heard from him on IM for weeks. the pit feeling in my stomach was there before i even clicked on the link he showed me. one of his former students passed away in a car accident. i can't imagine someone i know, let alone am close with, dieing so soon. we place so much value on human relationships and connection that it is hard and devastating when that is taken away. you have memories, at least, but sometimes, those are hard to grasp. i sent him an e-card i made with a quote from his favorite author. there wasn't much else i could think of doing. i offered to go to the funeral as a nice gesture, even though i knew he wouldn't oblige. sometimes, it's the thought that counts.

it really meant a lot to me that he told me all this. he said he wanted me to know, but didn't want to talk about...