Lost Love Lust

Tags: forbidden secrets

• beasts & feasts.

  “So what do you think it is that makes us who we are?” Lust contemplated her answer as she listened to the sound of the food crushing in her mouth. “I think its a contemporary lack of self control. We refuse to deny our true beings. We realize that we are animals, and that the [...]

• styrofoam & palms.

  Her eyes slowly fade of exhaustion. The white lines of the mid-road turn to curves of illusion. Destination? Las Vegas, baby. A need for cool-down atmosphere. The events back “home” are out of hand, perhaps lethal. This vacation will suit her, the elite will breath, and perhaps her impertinent mistake will be looked over. Several [...]

• grotesque & high priority.

  Track 03 of Mozart’s Greatest Hits plays as she melts her pain into the canvas. A sense of completion grows as realization of the events occurred sink in, many years and hours of planning have come to an end, it is done, bids signed, blasphemous inquiry due to further rendering will cease. Petting her freshly cut hair, a small [...]

• napkin.

  She sits at the bar, irish creme glass #2. Her bracelets jingle as her lips touch the sweet alcohol,casually sipping while observing her surroundings. Man #1, casually dressed, jeans, t-shirt, hair cut short, two day stubble, probably likes a girl if she is a cheer leader or model, could care less what her mind flutters, and [...]