honesty.

it's all about honesty. some of it you don't want to hear. some of it is just noise to the ears. but that's the rule. honesty.

there was a person. girl. boy. stupid, doesn't matter. doesn't matter.

we need to be constructive. to build. to make something lasting. with kids and picket fences.
she is naked and on the bed. she feels her skin with my fingers. i want her to feel herself through me. i love her pits and hollows. i love her smoothness.

i love her until she becomes me.

there was a drink or three. sometimes i tell her what i want her to hear. sometimes i want her to love me and what i mean to her. sometimes i want to challenge her and be her antithesis. something to push against.

but ultimately, i am a cock. i am a hard and wanton dick that wants savior. i want love. i want solution (to be disolved). i want this meeting. i want fucking.

she is sad. like the moon is sad. she is the fucking moon, the lady i have hardened to, and sprung too... but she wants more. she needs to feel wanted beyond being beautiful and special. she wants to be goddess. i want to make her goddess. lick her moonlight.

but, she needs shadow and won't allow herself the pleasure. it isn't pleasure, it is honesty. to herself. she needs to feel her own selfishness. her own life. her own cunt. and without cunt, honey, you can't cut it.

as they say, one must trust their own cunt. otherwise, you are really just a pussy... adrift. cunts do business, pussies get fucked.

the teapot... she is a right cunt. she knows her business, though doesn't yet know how to get everything done. she'll get it. at least she knows her cunt. granted: she is wallowing. and getting fucked without doing the fucking. it feels nice, but is... unsatisfying. teapot: seize your cunt. please. and just let it all go.

the light. she doesn't trust her cunt. she thinks that all that is false or wrong or ... who knows. she needs to get dirty and play with her shadow. and love her own ugliness.

same, really, with the pink. she knows what she has. she knows what she can do, but she is really unsure of her own power. she can rock mountains if she wishes. the will must be spoken. so speak. please. just tell him what needs telling. he's a big boy. he can takes it.

shit.

g'nite.