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I look down at my black Diablo, head on his paws. He is at my feet. He knows that he must trust to my forgiveness for his daily meat. So he wags his p...more

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Her mind was present because she was always gone. Her hands were filled because they grasped the meaning of empty. Life was simple. Her husband return...more

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She gave her husband such a night of sexual pleasure that his eyes followed her constantly after that, narrow and hot. He grew molten when she passed ...more

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I think she is confused by the way I want her, which is like nobody else. I know this deep down. I want her in a new way, a way she's never been told ...more

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The pattern glitters with cruelty. The blue beads are colored with fish blood, the reds with powdered heart. The beads collect in borders of mercy. Th...more

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Our baby gives herself to me completely. There is no hesitation, no reservation, no holding back, no coldness, no craft, no tremor or fear in her love...more

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Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to ...more

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Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and being alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to l...more

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Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to ...more

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Old love, middle love, the kind of love that knows itself and knows that nothing lasts, is a desperate shared wildness.

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I am part of what she thinks is her illness, a symptom of which she thinks she has been cured. She, on the other hand, is what I was looking for.

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Women don't realize how much store men set on the regularity of their habits. We absorb their comings and goings into our bodies, their rhythms into o...more