Thursday, November 25, 2004

Raw

A passionate kiss, a dreamy gaze...
Sweaty palms, slippery hands.
Swollen lips.
A soft, suppressed moan...

...endless pleasure...

Love...

...Death.

*Iz

Saturday, November 13, 2004

Burn in Hell

You know what, sweetheart?

Fuck them. Fuck them all.

'Cause we don't give a flying fuck about what those fools think of you.

Love you.

*Iz

Wednesday, November 10, 2004

The Return

Well, I was wrong. Fortunately.

In the past, I did not always get want I wanted. Actually, my wills were ignored or refused whenever I was so high that I could almost touch the top. But now, I see that it wasn't all for nothing. I'm glad I suffered.

I once said that pain was the answer. Now I can see clearer than that.

Pain is the way.

Pain is the path that leads us to all the dreams we seek. But, in the end, our dreams won't be the ones we had in our minds. In fact, in the end, we won't have any dreams left to seek.

That's when we know we can't go any lower. But, then, we won't even care.

I will never learn, will I?

*Iz